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Porn or Music?
Jun. 5th, 2012 12:00 am
“I’ve contemplated going into the porn industry but I like the music industry better. I think being a porn star would be bad ass though.”
-- Filthy Secrets
Jun. 5th, 2012
“I’ve contemplated going into the porn industry but I like the music industry better. I think being a porn star would be bad ass though.”
-- Filthy Secrets
Porn or Music?
Jun. 5th, 2012 12:00 am“I’ve contemplated going into the porn industry but I like the music industry better. I think being a porn star would be bad ass though.”
-- Filthy Secrets
Love vs. Depression
Jun. 5th, 2012 10:11 am"Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair. When it comes, it degrades one's self and ultimately eclipses the capacity to give or receive affection. It is the aloneness within us made manifest, and it destroys not only connection to others but also the ability to be peacefully alone with oneself.
Love, though it is no prophylactic against depression, is what cushions the mind and protects it from itself. Medications and psychotherapy can renew that protection, making it easier to love and be loved, and that is why they work. In good spirits, some love themselves and some love others and some love work and some love God: any of these passions can furnish that vital sense of purpose that is the opposite of depression. Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love. In depression, the meaninglessness of every enterprise and every emotion, the meaninglessness of life itself, becomes self-evident. The only feeling left in this loveless state is insignificance."
-- Andrew Soloman
Our intelligence requires a reason for us to go on from day to day. It's a little scary how hard that can be sometimes. You have to sort of pump yourself up for life. In my own case, for instance, I usually think that literature is enough for me, so long as I continue to have the sense and wit and comfort to read and write it, but there are times when all the words seem as lifeless on the page as rotting bones in the grave, and then I am horrified to think that I could have ever believed this could be the passion of my life - what a pathetic joke! Fortunately, this has never lasted more than a few days, and I just do more chores, maybe go out on walks, and spend more quality time with my pets, with pets also being a source of love-energy for me, and I write my way through the mood, describing it and wondering what I am going to do with myself, if anything. Like I said, I always come out of it, but when you are in that emotional quicksand, you cannot be certain that you will indeed come back out this time.
Love, though it is no prophylactic against depression, is what cushions the mind and protects it from itself. Medications and psychotherapy can renew that protection, making it easier to love and be loved, and that is why they work. In good spirits, some love themselves and some love others and some love work and some love God: any of these passions can furnish that vital sense of purpose that is the opposite of depression. Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love. In depression, the meaninglessness of every enterprise and every emotion, the meaninglessness of life itself, becomes self-evident. The only feeling left in this loveless state is insignificance."
-- Andrew Soloman
Our intelligence requires a reason for us to go on from day to day. It's a little scary how hard that can be sometimes. You have to sort of pump yourself up for life. In my own case, for instance, I usually think that literature is enough for me, so long as I continue to have the sense and wit and comfort to read and write it, but there are times when all the words seem as lifeless on the page as rotting bones in the grave, and then I am horrified to think that I could have ever believed this could be the passion of my life - what a pathetic joke! Fortunately, this has never lasted more than a few days, and I just do more chores, maybe go out on walks, and spend more quality time with my pets, with pets also being a source of love-energy for me, and I write my way through the mood, describing it and wondering what I am going to do with myself, if anything. Like I said, I always come out of it, but when you are in that emotional quicksand, you cannot be certain that you will indeed come back out this time.
Love vs. Depression
Jun. 5th, 2012 10:11 am"Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair. When it comes, it degrades one's self and ultimately eclipses the capacity to give or receive affection. It is the aloneness within us made manifest, and it destroys not only connection to others but also the ability to be peacefully alone with oneself.
Love, though it is no prophylactic against depression, is what cushions the mind and protects it from itself. Medications and psychotherapy can renew that protection, making it easier to love and be loved, and that is why they work. In good spirits, some love themselves and some love others and some love work and some love God: any of these passions can furnish that vital sense of purpose that is the opposite of depression. Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love. In depression, the meaninglessness of every enterprise and every emotion, the meaninglessness of life itself, becomes self-evident. The only feeling left in this loveless state is insignificance."
-- Andrew Soloman
Our intelligence requires a reason for us to go on from day to day. It's a little scary how hard that can be sometimes. You have to sort of pump yourself up for life. In my own case, for instance, I usually think that literature is enough for me, so long as I continue to have the sense and wit and comfort to read and write it, but there are times when all the words seem as lifeless on the page as rotting bones in the grave, and then I am horrified to think that I could have ever believed this could be the passion of my life - what a pathetic joke! Fortunately, this has never lasted more than a few days, and I just do more chores, maybe go out on walks, and spend more quality time with my pets, with pets also being a source of love-energy for me, and I write my way through the mood, describing it and wondering what I am going to do with myself, if anything. Like I said, I always come out of it, but when you are in that emotional quicksand, you cannot be certain that you will indeed come back out this time.
Love, though it is no prophylactic against depression, is what cushions the mind and protects it from itself. Medications and psychotherapy can renew that protection, making it easier to love and be loved, and that is why they work. In good spirits, some love themselves and some love others and some love work and some love God: any of these passions can furnish that vital sense of purpose that is the opposite of depression. Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love. In depression, the meaninglessness of every enterprise and every emotion, the meaninglessness of life itself, becomes self-evident. The only feeling left in this loveless state is insignificance."
-- Andrew Soloman
Our intelligence requires a reason for us to go on from day to day. It's a little scary how hard that can be sometimes. You have to sort of pump yourself up for life. In my own case, for instance, I usually think that literature is enough for me, so long as I continue to have the sense and wit and comfort to read and write it, but there are times when all the words seem as lifeless on the page as rotting bones in the grave, and then I am horrified to think that I could have ever believed this could be the passion of my life - what a pathetic joke! Fortunately, this has never lasted more than a few days, and I just do more chores, maybe go out on walks, and spend more quality time with my pets, with pets also being a source of love-energy for me, and I write my way through the mood, describing it and wondering what I am going to do with myself, if anything. Like I said, I always come out of it, but when you are in that emotional quicksand, you cannot be certain that you will indeed come back out this time.
1960 LBJ Accepts Vice Presidency
Jun. 5th, 2012 05:56 pm“I am Vice President. In this I am nothing, but I may be everything.”
-- John Adams
I have begun Robert Caro’s “The Passage of Power”, his latest book on Lyndon Baines Johnson. LBJ, in his towering ambition for the White House, naturally had no desire for the vice presidency, which was a much plainer office fifty years ago. However, after his failed bid to clinch the Democratic nomination for the top spot on the ticket in 1960, and thinking that it was late in the game to count on running again in four years and then another four years, he started to see the vice-presidential office in a new light - just a heartbeat away. As he would put it, with a big helping of humble pie, to reporters when they asked if he would accept the second spot on the ticket if it were offered:
“Well, that is a very iffy question, and i wouldn’t want to have it even thought that I would refuse to serve my country in any capacity, from running the elevator to the top job, if I felt that my services were needed”.
Liberals, who were actually dominant at the time, if you can imagine, were up in arms over the idea of Johnson being their vice-presidential nominee, and while Johnson may have been harboring hopes of becoming everything, Jack Kennedy was obviously banking on the opposite result, as he sought to alleviate protests:
“I’m forty-three years old, and I’m the healthiest candidate for President in the United States. You’ve traveled with me enough to know that I’m not going to die in office. So the vice presidency doesn’t mean anything.”
Kennedy is going to lose that bet, and Johnson will win big. However, as it turned out, Kennedy needed Johnson to grab some southern votes from Nixon and the Republicans in order to win and become president in the first place. And, yes, I will probably rake in a number of quotes from this book.
-- John Adams
I have begun Robert Caro’s “The Passage of Power”, his latest book on Lyndon Baines Johnson. LBJ, in his towering ambition for the White House, naturally had no desire for the vice presidency, which was a much plainer office fifty years ago. However, after his failed bid to clinch the Democratic nomination for the top spot on the ticket in 1960, and thinking that it was late in the game to count on running again in four years and then another four years, he started to see the vice-presidential office in a new light - just a heartbeat away. As he would put it, with a big helping of humble pie, to reporters when they asked if he would accept the second spot on the ticket if it were offered:
“Well, that is a very iffy question, and i wouldn’t want to have it even thought that I would refuse to serve my country in any capacity, from running the elevator to the top job, if I felt that my services were needed”.
Liberals, who were actually dominant at the time, if you can imagine, were up in arms over the idea of Johnson being their vice-presidential nominee, and while Johnson may have been harboring hopes of becoming everything, Jack Kennedy was obviously banking on the opposite result, as he sought to alleviate protests:
“I’m forty-three years old, and I’m the healthiest candidate for President in the United States. You’ve traveled with me enough to know that I’m not going to die in office. So the vice presidency doesn’t mean anything.”
Kennedy is going to lose that bet, and Johnson will win big. However, as it turned out, Kennedy needed Johnson to grab some southern votes from Nixon and the Republicans in order to win and become president in the first place. And, yes, I will probably rake in a number of quotes from this book.
1960 LBJ Accepts Vice Presidency
Jun. 5th, 2012 05:56 pm“I am Vice President. In this I am nothing, but I may be everything.”
-- John Adams
I have begun Robert Caro’s “The Passage of Power”, his latest book on Lyndon Baines Johnson. LBJ, in his towering ambition for the White House, naturally had no desire for the vice presidency, which was a much plainer office fifty years ago. However, after his failed bid to clinch the Democratic nomination for the top spot on the ticket in 1960, and thinking that it was late in the game to count on running again in four years and then another four years, he started to see the vice-presidential office in a new light - just a heartbeat away. As he would put it, with a big helping of humble pie, to reporters when they asked if he would accept the second spot on the ticket if it were offered:
“Well, that is a very iffy question, and i wouldn’t want to have it even thought that I would refuse to serve my country in any capacity, from running the elevator to the top job, if I felt that my services were needed”.
Liberals, who were actually dominant at the time, if you can imagine, were up in arms over the idea of Johnson being their vice-presidential nominee, and while Johnson may have been harboring hopes of becoming everything, Jack Kennedy was obviously banking on the opposite result, as he sought to alleviate protests:
“I’m forty-three years old, and I’m the healthiest candidate for President in the United States. You’ve traveled with me enough to know that I’m not going to die in office. So the vice presidency doesn’t mean anything.”
Kennedy is going to lose that bet, and Johnson will win big. However, as it turned out, Kennedy needed Johnson to grab some southern votes from Nixon and the Republicans in order to win and become president in the first place. And, yes, I will probably rake in a number of quotes from this book.
-- John Adams
I have begun Robert Caro’s “The Passage of Power”, his latest book on Lyndon Baines Johnson. LBJ, in his towering ambition for the White House, naturally had no desire for the vice presidency, which was a much plainer office fifty years ago. However, after his failed bid to clinch the Democratic nomination for the top spot on the ticket in 1960, and thinking that it was late in the game to count on running again in four years and then another four years, he started to see the vice-presidential office in a new light - just a heartbeat away. As he would put it, with a big helping of humble pie, to reporters when they asked if he would accept the second spot on the ticket if it were offered:
“Well, that is a very iffy question, and i wouldn’t want to have it even thought that I would refuse to serve my country in any capacity, from running the elevator to the top job, if I felt that my services were needed”.
Liberals, who were actually dominant at the time, if you can imagine, were up in arms over the idea of Johnson being their vice-presidential nominee, and while Johnson may have been harboring hopes of becoming everything, Jack Kennedy was obviously banking on the opposite result, as he sought to alleviate protests:
“I’m forty-three years old, and I’m the healthiest candidate for President in the United States. You’ve traveled with me enough to know that I’m not going to die in office. So the vice presidency doesn’t mean anything.”
Kennedy is going to lose that bet, and Johnson will win big. However, as it turned out, Kennedy needed Johnson to grab some southern votes from Nixon and the Republicans in order to win and become president in the first place. And, yes, I will probably rake in a number of quotes from this book.