Today I blog from work, not about work, about relationships; only one on my mind.
I have never been good with them. For me they show up and then go away just as quickly. Sex and then more sex then silence and then go away. I have been trying relationships off and on over the years. The first modern one we got into sex before we were communicating properly and that failed within a month or so.
The next one we were friends with sexual tension for over a year, maybe some heavy petting, then when we had sex, it was fantastic and we could talk and have a conversation before and after, but she was more passive than rain and I could not deal with her anymore. She is in a loveless sexless relationship and I hope she rots, because it is what she deserves.
But now, I am rushing into another relationship, or so everyone around me tells me; I am beginning to believe it to. I have been on one date, I have been chatting and emailing her for over three weeks now and we are extremely compatible. I can not stop thinking about kissing her on her lips and holding her close, yet I have done neither, nor expect to do either any time soon, but I can't help it. I am excited and I like her. And things have been so difficult lately.
But I don't want to date her because things have been difficult. I don't want to date her because I want to fuck her. I want to date her because I want to share my life, share hers and make her and my life better. Sex is important but it is not the greatest thing in the world. I just wish things would move a little faster. Faster and slower. I wish to see her and talk; I want to write her into my brain. I would like to become really good friends before anything happens. But then I know how I get swept off my feet around pretty women.
So I wait.
Thursday, 31 May 2012
Wednesday, 30 May 2012
Tuesday, 29 May 2012
First Dates
Soon it will be the first day in June for this year, and that is a first date, but it is not the kind that I am going to talk about. When a date palm reaches sexual maturity, it produces a flower and the bees pollinate this flower and a short time later fruit appears and matures; I will not be talking about this kind of date either.
For an AS person dating is the most difficult social situation there is. It is a meeting between two people who do not know each other, but want to get to know each other better. Sometimes it is just that, getting to know them, usually however it is about knowing in the biblical sense. Sometimes it is about fun, and sometimes they are looking for something serious and lasting, maybe even procreation.
The problem, for the AS person, is that social situations are not their strong point and dates are all social tests. Tests are things that you can pass or fail, and if you fail you are out, but if you pass, then there is another test. Dating is testing to see if the two of you are compatible and this is usually about social compatibility. Joy and all the air rushes out of the room.
I have just completed a first date and she wanted to know if I was going to blog about it. This is that blog. But that statement is false, we have had more than one date already. The first date was the fly by email where I wrote her and she replied. Okay not a true date, but a test to see if I am potential dating material. Our first date occurred later, when she googled my profile name and discovered this blog, and then gave me a numbers boost as she read my entire blog, from start to finish. And then she wrote back; I had passed the first test.
In the past getting to the first date has been very difficult. People who see me notice that I am different right away, but can't place a finger on why and that reduces my chances there. People who get close, like me and we become friends, but only friends, breaking the Friend Barrier is really tough, nearly impossible. I have met people at work twice, but the majority of people who I have dated I met online, free of the stigma of first visual impressions. People my own age has met with failure, there was one, two if you count carefully, my own age, but on the whole the more successful ones were older or younger, significantly so, average age distance of the recent four has been 14.5 years difference. Add the others and we get an age difference of 8.25. This is a very Asperger's number.
I speculate that the age difference gives me social power, personal confidence. Older women I am more comfortable around and I let my guard down, younger women I am more confident because I have gotten through more years, thought things out more, matured.
First dates, one was to a bar, one went to dinner, one came to my house, two went to movies, two I went to her house. Three were looking to get laid, three wanted to be just friends, two I just wanted to be friends with, and three I was looking for love. That does not seem to add up, but it does. I was looking for love with three of them, two just wanted to be friends and one wanted what I wanted to be just friends. Hopefully, the recent one was looking for the same thing as I, love. Second dates usually turned into sex, something I crave, but do not want. But I have only been on one date as described in the high school dating manual, and that one was last Sunday.
As dates go, I think I liked this one the best and the worst. It was my first date since discovering that I have AS and so I felt a lot more self concsious and like I was being tested, but I passed.
The other thing about this date was that I feel that I can't lose at this point. She has already read my blog, she knows me better than most people. We had our first disagreement through texting and Internet dating site and resolved it. She is learning that when I say something, the simple meaning is usually the intended meaning. We seem to be clicking with everything we do, so love is just waiting to happen, and that is a time thing. I don't want to be overconfident, because I know I can still screw it up, but I feel that everything will work out for us. Unless we get in a heated argument over why I think the seal hunt is a good thing. Did I mention that I know that she reads my blog? No the next real test is the sex test. Am I kinky enough for her. She is way kinkier than I am. Kinky is the wrong word. Liberated, sexually liberated.
Waif girl was that too much for you? Incidentally, waif is a description, not a criticism, you look healthy to me.
For an AS person dating is the most difficult social situation there is. It is a meeting between two people who do not know each other, but want to get to know each other better. Sometimes it is just that, getting to know them, usually however it is about knowing in the biblical sense. Sometimes it is about fun, and sometimes they are looking for something serious and lasting, maybe even procreation.
The problem, for the AS person, is that social situations are not their strong point and dates are all social tests. Tests are things that you can pass or fail, and if you fail you are out, but if you pass, then there is another test. Dating is testing to see if the two of you are compatible and this is usually about social compatibility. Joy and all the air rushes out of the room.
I have just completed a first date and she wanted to know if I was going to blog about it. This is that blog. But that statement is false, we have had more than one date already. The first date was the fly by email where I wrote her and she replied. Okay not a true date, but a test to see if I am potential dating material. Our first date occurred later, when she googled my profile name and discovered this blog, and then gave me a numbers boost as she read my entire blog, from start to finish. And then she wrote back; I had passed the first test.
In the past getting to the first date has been very difficult. People who see me notice that I am different right away, but can't place a finger on why and that reduces my chances there. People who get close, like me and we become friends, but only friends, breaking the Friend Barrier is really tough, nearly impossible. I have met people at work twice, but the majority of people who I have dated I met online, free of the stigma of first visual impressions. People my own age has met with failure, there was one, two if you count carefully, my own age, but on the whole the more successful ones were older or younger, significantly so, average age distance of the recent four has been 14.5 years difference. Add the others and we get an age difference of 8.25. This is a very Asperger's number.
I speculate that the age difference gives me social power, personal confidence. Older women I am more comfortable around and I let my guard down, younger women I am more confident because I have gotten through more years, thought things out more, matured.
First dates, one was to a bar, one went to dinner, one came to my house, two went to movies, two I went to her house. Three were looking to get laid, three wanted to be just friends, two I just wanted to be friends with, and three I was looking for love. That does not seem to add up, but it does. I was looking for love with three of them, two just wanted to be friends and one wanted what I wanted to be just friends. Hopefully, the recent one was looking for the same thing as I, love. Second dates usually turned into sex, something I crave, but do not want. But I have only been on one date as described in the high school dating manual, and that one was last Sunday.
As dates go, I think I liked this one the best and the worst. It was my first date since discovering that I have AS and so I felt a lot more self concsious and like I was being tested, but I passed.
The other thing about this date was that I feel that I can't lose at this point. She has already read my blog, she knows me better than most people. We had our first disagreement through texting and Internet dating site and resolved it. She is learning that when I say something, the simple meaning is usually the intended meaning. We seem to be clicking with everything we do, so love is just waiting to happen, and that is a time thing. I don't want to be overconfident, because I know I can still screw it up, but I feel that everything will work out for us. Unless we get in a heated argument over why I think the seal hunt is a good thing. Did I mention that I know that she reads my blog? No the next real test is the sex test. Am I kinky enough for her. She is way kinkier than I am. Kinky is the wrong word. Liberated, sexually liberated.
Waif girl was that too much for you? Incidentally, waif is a description, not a criticism, you look healthy to me.
Thursday, 24 May 2012
The Laws of Friendship
When I first proposed this topic, that is proposed it out loud, the person I was with stated do not lie. While this is may be important for keeping a friendship it does not help with acquiring one.
Perhaps it is my AS that allows me to look on social interactions from outside them and see how they work. Perhaps I am just scientifically bent to try to find rules of social interaction. Most likely it is a bit of both, but what I have found seems to always work. So I propose that the word Law be used instead of theory or rule.
People meet every day, usually you meet non random people, people who want to be at the location you meet them at. You meet them at work, you meet them at the grocery store, but you meet them and you never say another word. They are just people. Some people you start talking to them and you get to know their names and you interact with them and they become acquaintances. This means that you know a little about them. There are two kinds of acquaintances. The first time you have very limited contact with and may continue to interact superficially on an ongoing basis. The other kind is more interesting, you share a certain aspect of your life with them; it can be very intimate or it it can be very casual, but you see this acquaintance quite often. The most often activity is work or school and this is your only point of interaction. When work is done everyone goes their separate ways and everyone is happy. You remember this person fondly you have great conversations with them, but when you switch jobs, school ends, you cease having a common interest and lose touch. This can be quite sudden, especially if you think of each other as friends; it is very rare that contact can be maintained and keeping the friendship working.
The Law is: the more actively experienced common interests, the greater the bond of friendship. The second part of that Law is the strength of the shared positive experience, can also influence the strength of the friendship.
Two people can share multiple positive experiences and not be friends, but talking to the girl at the five and dime store every Tuesday, is not the basis of friendship either. Only active participation in multiple common events can true friendship develop. Sharing a passion for Tolkien, Terry Pratchett and Game of Thrones, reading each other's blogs and having a shared horrible working experience, means that Waif Girl and I are acquaintances, but not friends. If we sat down and had a weekly debate about Terry Pratchett novels, then we might be friends. There is simply not enough active positive interactions; we could both want to be friends but it is not enough.
I have an acquaintances who reads my blog and we text and we are both interested in a relationship, but want to be friends first. We're interacting almost entirely on the same page as our opposite, but we do not have many active positive common interests to be friends. We need to meet and have a good conversation. We need to meet and go hiking in the woods. We need to go book shopping together, we need to do stuff together to be friends. We don't need to have sex, we don't even have to be that close, but we do need to talk in person; we need active positive interactions. This is a blatant message to her, but I am not trying to force anything, it is just one cannot build a friendship with text messages and writing poems alone. I will try that route if it is the only route open to me, I will be happy to rewrite this entry saying that I was wrong, but I am not wrong; there is too much experience behind my words.
Hopefully yours,
Greenpsychopomp.
Perhaps it is my AS that allows me to look on social interactions from outside them and see how they work. Perhaps I am just scientifically bent to try to find rules of social interaction. Most likely it is a bit of both, but what I have found seems to always work. So I propose that the word Law be used instead of theory or rule.
People meet every day, usually you meet non random people, people who want to be at the location you meet them at. You meet them at work, you meet them at the grocery store, but you meet them and you never say another word. They are just people. Some people you start talking to them and you get to know their names and you interact with them and they become acquaintances. This means that you know a little about them. There are two kinds of acquaintances. The first time you have very limited contact with and may continue to interact superficially on an ongoing basis. The other kind is more interesting, you share a certain aspect of your life with them; it can be very intimate or it it can be very casual, but you see this acquaintance quite often. The most often activity is work or school and this is your only point of interaction. When work is done everyone goes their separate ways and everyone is happy. You remember this person fondly you have great conversations with them, but when you switch jobs, school ends, you cease having a common interest and lose touch. This can be quite sudden, especially if you think of each other as friends; it is very rare that contact can be maintained and keeping the friendship working.
The Law is: the more actively experienced common interests, the greater the bond of friendship. The second part of that Law is the strength of the shared positive experience, can also influence the strength of the friendship.
Two people can share multiple positive experiences and not be friends, but talking to the girl at the five and dime store every Tuesday, is not the basis of friendship either. Only active participation in multiple common events can true friendship develop. Sharing a passion for Tolkien, Terry Pratchett and Game of Thrones, reading each other's blogs and having a shared horrible working experience, means that Waif Girl and I are acquaintances, but not friends. If we sat down and had a weekly debate about Terry Pratchett novels, then we might be friends. There is simply not enough active positive interactions; we could both want to be friends but it is not enough.
I have an acquaintances who reads my blog and we text and we are both interested in a relationship, but want to be friends first. We're interacting almost entirely on the same page as our opposite, but we do not have many active positive common interests to be friends. We need to meet and have a good conversation. We need to meet and go hiking in the woods. We need to go book shopping together, we need to do stuff together to be friends. We don't need to have sex, we don't even have to be that close, but we do need to talk in person; we need active positive interactions. This is a blatant message to her, but I am not trying to force anything, it is just one cannot build a friendship with text messages and writing poems alone. I will try that route if it is the only route open to me, I will be happy to rewrite this entry saying that I was wrong, but I am not wrong; there is too much experience behind my words.
Hopefully yours,
Greenpsychopomp.
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Messages Three, for Thee
Seriously i bend to your whims as paper origami
Are you there,
Rome was not built in a day an neither was I 'til
Damnation and Creation have chimed twice in ascii
Only by hearing your thoughts shall I speak
Nothing and no-one would stop me
Irregardlessly,
Cascades of bloodied bottoms beaten raw
- shall not stop me from driving my car
Without regard to your waiting arms, you will be my alibi
In which your tongue shall whip me; a great lambast
Tonight shall you save me or feed me to a pack of succubi
Then drop me as some has-been
I would then crawl to you upon the floor licking
Could you forgive,
Intelligence you have and you will forgive only
Sadistic glee in your eyes as you gaze at the new critter in your zoo
Masochism for me to admit you will always be my guru.
I have recently rediscovered that I am a passing poet.
I wrote this for a girl to read, because otherwise I would be torturing myself because I have not heard from her all weekend. To fight the urge to leap through the phone waves and find her I wrote this.
Find the three messages, the first one is easy to find and is there for all to see, the second is hidden but also in plain site, and the third message is the easiest to see but is not there to read.
Are you there,
Rome was not built in a day an neither was I 'til
Damnation and Creation have chimed twice in ascii
Only by hearing your thoughts shall I speak
Nothing and no-one would stop me
Irregardlessly,
Cascades of bloodied bottoms beaten raw
- shall not stop me from driving my car
Without regard to your waiting arms, you will be my alibi
In which your tongue shall whip me; a great lambast
Tonight shall you save me or feed me to a pack of succubi
Then drop me as some has-been
I would then crawl to you upon the floor licking
Could you forgive,
Intelligence you have and you will forgive only
Sadistic glee in your eyes as you gaze at the new critter in your zoo
Masochism for me to admit you will always be my guru.
I have recently rediscovered that I am a passing poet.
I wrote this for a girl to read, because otherwise I would be torturing myself because I have not heard from her all weekend. To fight the urge to leap through the phone waves and find her I wrote this.
Find the three messages, the first one is easy to find and is there for all to see, the second is hidden but also in plain site, and the third message is the easiest to see but is not there to read.
Friday, 18 May 2012
Ode to That Smell I Encountered
Dear mouse, it is clear I will never know your name
For you crawled into that dark room, dead and gone before your time.
Clearly you chose this locale, thinking of the misery it would cause,
The location of your corpse, has maintained its secrets.
Festering you were, with bacteria multiplying
Doubling every quarter hour, within your ghastly gut.
That soft popping sound, which I mistook for gas
Was your horrid little corpse, showering throughout the room.
I smelt you at once, upon entering the room
Small spaces with a door, not even shut quite tight.
Waves of nausea, instantly gagging at your great smell
Forced me out, from your unquiet grave.
Before I fainted, from lack of air
I grasped the floral can, emptying it in one long spray.
Dear mouse, this is not about you
For you are an analogy, for my boss's rude dump!!
Dear mouse, it is clear I will never know your name
For you crawled into that dark room, dead and gone before your time.
Clearly you chose this locale, thinking of the misery it would cause,
The location of your corpse, has maintained its secrets.
Festering you were, with bacteria multiplying
Doubling every quarter hour, within your ghastly gut.
That soft popping sound, which I mistook for gas
Was your horrid little corpse, showering throughout the room.
I smelt you at once, upon entering the room
Small spaces with a door, not even shut quite tight.
Waves of nausea, instantly gagging at your great smell
Forced me out, from your unquiet grave.
Before I fainted, from lack of air
I grasped the floral can, emptying it in one long spray.
Dear mouse, this is not about you
For you are an analogy, for my boss's rude dump!!
Saturday, 12 May 2012
Imagination and Asperger's
It does not exist.
Asperger's Syndrome is high functioning Autism. Autistic people find it difficult to lie, they can lie but it is more obvious, often over compensated. Mostly they just chose not to lie because that is easier. Lying takes imagination. Imagination to come up with a new believable answer, even a unbelievable answer requires imagination. If I wanted to I could lie to you right now and tell you the greatest writers in history were autistic, strangely social and great public speakers all. I could tell you that the sky is green, but that is a boldfaced lie and not believable. I could lie, but anyone who knows about me, knows it is just not in my nature, I won't even withhold the truth without having a severe moral quandary.
Okay lying is not exactly imagination, but what is? I had a Lego set when I was a kid, several Lego sets and I set them up in the basement and played with them all day, but I played the same thing without variation. I played space Lego, even the regular sets got converted into space Lego. But the theme was the same, Battlestar Galactica, the old one with Lorne Greene.
When I rode my bike, it was the Falcon from G-Force, everything I did was from somewhere else; nothing was original. I hated playing the games with other people that I had no reference to like original games.
When I was an adult, I AM an adult and I try to write the scenario for a RPG, or an RPG character, it is based solely on some other character or other story idea. I can't seem to do anything original.
Dating, I need to know where things are heading before it happens. If there is no plan, I try to invent one from the available information, like what has happened in the past to me, and watch the subject matter is that we are talking about, if we are talking about sex a lot then I may just get the idea that that is something in the very near future and I will begin to expect it. If we talk about fairies and trolls and unicorns, i assure you I will not be thinking that sex is going to happen anytime soon. Except I will always be thinking about it, but I won't expect it.
When dealing with a Autistic person in a school situation it is necessary to let them know when something is going to happen, draw the itinerary on the board to let them know what is going to happen that day. It is also good to keep things jumping, not to have everything at the same time every day so that they are relying on the schedule, or to make sure everything is always the same, but this is not possible because there are events that occur through a year that break up the time schedule. If you have the explicit schedule then it should have everything on it including when the surprise fire drill is going to happen. I know from experience that when the routine of an autistic child is broken the entire day is shot.
I have told people that are close to me that I detest surprises and to give me advance warning whenever possible, so that I can adjust and incorporate it into my day.
Imagination, I have none. Everything that I do that requires a bit is stolen from somewhere else.
Asperger's Syndrome is high functioning Autism. Autistic people find it difficult to lie, they can lie but it is more obvious, often over compensated. Mostly they just chose not to lie because that is easier. Lying takes imagination. Imagination to come up with a new believable answer, even a unbelievable answer requires imagination. If I wanted to I could lie to you right now and tell you the greatest writers in history were autistic, strangely social and great public speakers all. I could tell you that the sky is green, but that is a boldfaced lie and not believable. I could lie, but anyone who knows about me, knows it is just not in my nature, I won't even withhold the truth without having a severe moral quandary.
Okay lying is not exactly imagination, but what is? I had a Lego set when I was a kid, several Lego sets and I set them up in the basement and played with them all day, but I played the same thing without variation. I played space Lego, even the regular sets got converted into space Lego. But the theme was the same, Battlestar Galactica, the old one with Lorne Greene.
When I rode my bike, it was the Falcon from G-Force, everything I did was from somewhere else; nothing was original. I hated playing the games with other people that I had no reference to like original games.
When I was an adult, I AM an adult and I try to write the scenario for a RPG, or an RPG character, it is based solely on some other character or other story idea. I can't seem to do anything original.
Dating, I need to know where things are heading before it happens. If there is no plan, I try to invent one from the available information, like what has happened in the past to me, and watch the subject matter is that we are talking about, if we are talking about sex a lot then I may just get the idea that that is something in the very near future and I will begin to expect it. If we talk about fairies and trolls and unicorns, i assure you I will not be thinking that sex is going to happen anytime soon. Except I will always be thinking about it, but I won't expect it.
When dealing with a Autistic person in a school situation it is necessary to let them know when something is going to happen, draw the itinerary on the board to let them know what is going to happen that day. It is also good to keep things jumping, not to have everything at the same time every day so that they are relying on the schedule, or to make sure everything is always the same, but this is not possible because there are events that occur through a year that break up the time schedule. If you have the explicit schedule then it should have everything on it including when the surprise fire drill is going to happen. I know from experience that when the routine of an autistic child is broken the entire day is shot.
I have told people that are close to me that I detest surprises and to give me advance warning whenever possible, so that I can adjust and incorporate it into my day.
Imagination, I have none. Everything that I do that requires a bit is stolen from somewhere else.
Friday, 11 May 2012
Christianity or Buddhist Philosophy?
So I watched this video a few weeks ago and I have been mulling it over since then, knowing if I talk about it I will alienate some friends, if they read it and watch it, because if true, their religion would be based on a lie. And I have always thought it was a lie, but proof and theory are totally different.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YbUEZfJJaQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player
For those not inclined to cut in paste in a browser it is a documentary from the BBC that exposes some irregularities and offers an explanation for several parts of Jesus's life that is not forthcoming in the bible. It also gives us an explanation of his teachings that fits truer than anything out there.
1. Execution by crucifixtion is a long death lasting days without assistance, yet Jesus died in only six hours. Jesus was crucified on a Friday and the Romans were anxious to get the execution over with before sundown so they were breaking the legs of the crucified. No pressure ability to stand on the nail securing the legs, causes the victim to quickly suffocate. Jesus had already died at this point. The suggestion was that when the friends of Jesus bathed to wounds with a sponge and with brine water that there could have been a poison that slowed his heart rate making him appear dead.
Could have added is weak proof though.
2. Jesus was interred right away and his friends brought incense and herbs to prepare his body. The items were named, frankensense and aloe. Aloe is not used in any embalming practise, but it is used in healing. Why would they bring him aloe unless he was alive.
Three days later he was seen and then he vanished. Where did he go? The answer could lie in his past. Much is known about his life as a child when he traveled to Egypt and then again when he was thirty when he appeared and started preaching.
3. Three wise men came to Bethlehem in search of a king. That is part of the famous story, but who could they have been and what were they really looking for? They came from the east that is known. The documentary suggests they could have been Buddhist monks. Buddhist monks after a great leader dies often go in search of the reincarnated soul and invite them back to the temple. They do this these days. Twenty years ago they came to a small Nova Scotia town and approached on family and told them their son who was only thirteen had the reincarted soul of one of their great leaders and they offered him the chance to learn about his life, his last life. This could have happened to Jesus, and he could have journeyed to the east just to do this thing. After all where was he for nearly twenty years?
4. When Jesus reappeared on the scene in Judaea, he was preaching brotherly love and the Golden Rule, do on to others as you would have them do on to you. A philosophy that is in many ways the opposite of the Jewish faith of eye for an eye tooth for a tooth. His knew philosophical ideals blasphemous compared to the status quo, but would be very well received by the populous. There was a religion that did preach these ideals, Buddhism. Two or three year journey both ways funded by to gold from the Three Wisemen, the same going back leaves many years of studying these loving ways. It can fill these twenty missing years and explain the philosophy change.
5. So where did Jesus go after he was resurrected? He could not stay in the Roman Empire; the laws regarding failed executions were very strict, try again. So Jesus went away to the only other home he had ever known, the Buddhist temple. The BBC documentary revealed the location of his tomb and mentioned the two irregularities in his tomb. First he was burried in the wrong direction according to the Buddhist tradition, but the correct direction for a Jewish person. Secondly there was a carving of his feet on top of the tomb of the occupant. There is a scar on each foot, that corespond to a wound caused by a nail driven into his feet. Crucifixion was used only by Rome for executions in those times.
So we can either believe that Jesus died, was resurrected and transcended directly to heaven. Or we can see Jesus as a boy who received the blessing of an alternate education, but was executed for blasphemy, but faked his death and fled back to his old school to live out his life as a Buddhist monk until the age of eighty.
Watch the video with an open mind and listen to its proof. I don't really care, because I am not a Christian, so it is merely an acedemic discussion for me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YbUEZfJJaQ&feature=youtube_gdata_player
For those not inclined to cut in paste in a browser it is a documentary from the BBC that exposes some irregularities and offers an explanation for several parts of Jesus's life that is not forthcoming in the bible. It also gives us an explanation of his teachings that fits truer than anything out there.
1. Execution by crucifixtion is a long death lasting days without assistance, yet Jesus died in only six hours. Jesus was crucified on a Friday and the Romans were anxious to get the execution over with before sundown so they were breaking the legs of the crucified. No pressure ability to stand on the nail securing the legs, causes the victim to quickly suffocate. Jesus had already died at this point. The suggestion was that when the friends of Jesus bathed to wounds with a sponge and with brine water that there could have been a poison that slowed his heart rate making him appear dead.
Could have added is weak proof though.
2. Jesus was interred right away and his friends brought incense and herbs to prepare his body. The items were named, frankensense and aloe. Aloe is not used in any embalming practise, but it is used in healing. Why would they bring him aloe unless he was alive.
Three days later he was seen and then he vanished. Where did he go? The answer could lie in his past. Much is known about his life as a child when he traveled to Egypt and then again when he was thirty when he appeared and started preaching.
3. Three wise men came to Bethlehem in search of a king. That is part of the famous story, but who could they have been and what were they really looking for? They came from the east that is known. The documentary suggests they could have been Buddhist monks. Buddhist monks after a great leader dies often go in search of the reincarnated soul and invite them back to the temple. They do this these days. Twenty years ago they came to a small Nova Scotia town and approached on family and told them their son who was only thirteen had the reincarted soul of one of their great leaders and they offered him the chance to learn about his life, his last life. This could have happened to Jesus, and he could have journeyed to the east just to do this thing. After all where was he for nearly twenty years?
4. When Jesus reappeared on the scene in Judaea, he was preaching brotherly love and the Golden Rule, do on to others as you would have them do on to you. A philosophy that is in many ways the opposite of the Jewish faith of eye for an eye tooth for a tooth. His knew philosophical ideals blasphemous compared to the status quo, but would be very well received by the populous. There was a religion that did preach these ideals, Buddhism. Two or three year journey both ways funded by to gold from the Three Wisemen, the same going back leaves many years of studying these loving ways. It can fill these twenty missing years and explain the philosophy change.
5. So where did Jesus go after he was resurrected? He could not stay in the Roman Empire; the laws regarding failed executions were very strict, try again. So Jesus went away to the only other home he had ever known, the Buddhist temple. The BBC documentary revealed the location of his tomb and mentioned the two irregularities in his tomb. First he was burried in the wrong direction according to the Buddhist tradition, but the correct direction for a Jewish person. Secondly there was a carving of his feet on top of the tomb of the occupant. There is a scar on each foot, that corespond to a wound caused by a nail driven into his feet. Crucifixion was used only by Rome for executions in those times.
So we can either believe that Jesus died, was resurrected and transcended directly to heaven. Or we can see Jesus as a boy who received the blessing of an alternate education, but was executed for blasphemy, but faked his death and fled back to his old school to live out his life as a Buddhist monk until the age of eighty.
Watch the video with an open mind and listen to its proof. I don't really care, because I am not a Christian, so it is merely an acedemic discussion for me.
Sunday, 6 May 2012
Friday, 4 May 2012
The Program
I have been thinking this one through for many months now, perhaps years. A person with Asperger's Syndrome has to get his or her behaviours from somewhere. What I mean is we do not know how to react to situations that we have not experienced, except by trial and all errors, until we hit upon something that works. Myself I have three things that I use. I use The Program. The Program, is a massive computer code of reactions to actions, if this occurs do this. That sort of thing. It IS massive, there are individual programs for people I know well and general programs for people who I know on different levels but different categories example Waif Girl, came by yesterday, I have not seen her in about five months. I see her as a kindred spirit who is in many of the same situations that I am in, stuck in Boonieland and desiring the big city desperately, smart, intellectual, if-only-I-were-several-years-younger type of person. I wanted to lift her up in a bear hug and twirl her around once before talking to her about her impending escape to a place that is better than the big city, but she has only clues. But I did not do that, she is not a friend she is a first rate acquaintance, we only have a few things that we do in common and most of that is in the past. She is proper and dressed nicely and my instincts that are often wrong tell me she would not react well to that approach, so I stand off away from her, about 1 and a half meters and chat briefly saying inane things I have said before.
That is an example of The Program in working order. When I was younger and The Program was not functioning well I relied on a different set of parameters to run my life and work through social jungle of High School, looking back I realize that it was the wrong thing to do; I relied on Television to tell me what is appropriate in situations. Wrong Wrong Wrong, WRONG!!! If a guy is trying to date your sister you do something. If a guy is dating a woman it is because of her big tits. If this happens it is for this reason and this motivation. The trouble is that TV is not a good guide, they are making mistakes that should not be followed because they work because of the conflict that they cause in social situations. To this day I cannot watch TV shows that mimic too closely to reality like Seinfeld, Friends, Fresh Prince, Leave It to Beaver.
The third influence on my behaviour is women. I have effectively been raised by women. All of my close friends have always been female. I have picked up their mannerisms and many of my behaviours are female. Men often mistake me for being gay. I am male, I am intensely interested in women, I am not gay, but gay people do not bother me. Truthfully I find many men attractive and there are a few I would sleep with, but I am intensely heterosexual otherwise. I know the secret to women . . . if there was a woman that was open to me, I would get laid every night. What is this secret? It is right out in the open. Pay attention to them. If she is happy and amorous you will be happy too. Come home grumpy and don't help out with the chores and don't give her a foot rub because she has sore feet, she will never be in the mood. It is not about manipulating, it is about mutual happiness.
Anyways, I follow The Program, even though it is flawed. I do not press my luck and push my own desires. I probably never get laid again following The Program, but when you do not have a clue about how to act in social situations, one has to follow something. Some rule.
That is an example of The Program in working order. When I was younger and The Program was not functioning well I relied on a different set of parameters to run my life and work through social jungle of High School, looking back I realize that it was the wrong thing to do; I relied on Television to tell me what is appropriate in situations. Wrong Wrong Wrong, WRONG!!! If a guy is trying to date your sister you do something. If a guy is dating a woman it is because of her big tits. If this happens it is for this reason and this motivation. The trouble is that TV is not a good guide, they are making mistakes that should not be followed because they work because of the conflict that they cause in social situations. To this day I cannot watch TV shows that mimic too closely to reality like Seinfeld, Friends, Fresh Prince, Leave It to Beaver.
The third influence on my behaviour is women. I have effectively been raised by women. All of my close friends have always been female. I have picked up their mannerisms and many of my behaviours are female. Men often mistake me for being gay. I am male, I am intensely interested in women, I am not gay, but gay people do not bother me. Truthfully I find many men attractive and there are a few I would sleep with, but I am intensely heterosexual otherwise. I know the secret to women . . . if there was a woman that was open to me, I would get laid every night. What is this secret? It is right out in the open. Pay attention to them. If she is happy and amorous you will be happy too. Come home grumpy and don't help out with the chores and don't give her a foot rub because she has sore feet, she will never be in the mood. It is not about manipulating, it is about mutual happiness.
Anyways, I follow The Program, even though it is flawed. I do not press my luck and push my own desires. I probably never get laid again following The Program, but when you do not have a clue about how to act in social situations, one has to follow something. Some rule.
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