Autotripper I am still laughing at your phone story. The irony of someone calling to tell you a way to get them to stop calling is undigestable. lol
I hate the phone. I can totally relate.When it rings my blood pressure goes up and I automatically scream out "go away". Honestly the land line I almost never answer. My cell it is usually someone I have to talk too.
I admit these days it has been all about calming my nerves in some natural way. The days can be tough to get through. And I am sure we all notice especially with COVID, that customer service and just about anything is all screwed up mistakes everywhere you look. The upper corporate douchbags made money on COVID, cut salaries got rid of people and said to hell with customer service. In other words the world is not working so well. Not sure it ever did. But I always remember that parable with the dogs tail. It curls you can take an iron straighten it out but will eventually curl again and nothing we can do can change the outside world. What we are meant to do is change the inside. That however gets tiring as we all know.
Thanks mate, I was hoping somebody would appreciate that.
It was a thing you need to hear really than hear about, to really appreciate the hilarity.
The irony is clear. I’ve had some real fun with the crook ones in past, offering you internet fixes (not needed) for money.
I’d go along. Soon as they start like a bursting puppy…Yes! Oh thank god. I’ve got loads of money. How can I pay?
So excitedly and convincingly because it’s quite odd, they were like…okay calm down wait please let me just explain…blah blah.
I would listen patiently. I object to anybody entering my space, or anybody’s in any way- my head- and lying shit to me, to rip me off isn’t even my biggest objection.
So it was never for fun game playing. Natural reactionary response to do something about this.
If a conman stands on my doorstep, I’ll call him out look right at him make him feel so exposed demanding his explanation, justification for the deceitfulness, voicing my strong discontent but with control, not rage, or just take the piss any way it comes to me.
I’m good at taking the piss lol. Growing up, I think I was the biggest “piss taker” of anyone I’ve known, cheeky monkey extreme, ballsy but always in good humour.
Humour is the best, come on.
Could be my focus now. The medicine. That call yesterday, I don’t feel that intense nervy panic mad irritability state now, it is like waves breaking surf, like conscious energy working it’s way out.
But I answered the phone, on the split second, as I wasn’t able to put up with the intensity of it all, the unsettled dog, (nothing due to me just her mum being gone from 5 am), cars, kids, trains, and the landline had already rung a few times.
So she was sent to me I reckons or directed, arranged.
I believe in that stuff you know. Mysterious alignments, coincidences, meetings, uncanny occurrences or manifestations usually was very common for me, when fit well and vibrations really high.
Diff subject though but I’ve seen and done things scientists couldn’t really discuss at all, within established “Science”.
It was very insignificant, the call. But it did bring some unexpected humour.
I slept 2 more hours. I just vaped some lovely weed, made coffee. I just feel super high on acid. I’m in a brighter mood now the vapor does ease things, but if I’m feeling literally the sensation, illumination and high of a 250 ug trip right now,
I swear I am, well that encourages me. It’s like weather watching and forecast.
I can only keep resting, catching sleep, wait a week and could be feeling very back to normal. I’m just not banking on there being no residual nerve harm, and it’s such a bad feeling mentally, I’ve been there times before, when suddenly your life is new, hard in a way it didn’t need to be, wasn’t before and you know it was your own fault and infliction.
I’ve had these mental experiences so many times, always resolved it, but it has always taken time to overcome- its trauma basically.
Even my Tinnitus which onset suddenly Nov 2013 direct result of an ear infection, suddenly losing substantial hearing clarity was one more minor one.
The worst at the time, Feb 28th 2016 I damaged my optic nerve by accident. It was a huge shock, real trauma. I also had true flu coming on unknowingly, 6 full weeks from there.
I seriously damaged my optic nerve, on the right side. It made focusing, holding focus or mental/ visual and both together concentration for more than 3 seconds impossible.
It felt sore to use the visual cortex, the consciousness factor in seeing.
Zero pleasure suddenly in my greatest pleasure in life until then- gazing my eyes upon the world, looking, seeing.
Plus the nerve injury directly caused extreme anxiety and unease, physically.
I was really depressed by the trauma shock and loss.
I overcame that, like my tinnitus, I don’t consciously bother over it at all, ever.
I adapted, evolved, grew. Like losing an arm, say. 10 years on, it’s just life and it’s okay, well maybe not I’m glad it wasn’t that truthfully.
More similar incidents.
The optic nerve injury though, it changed me. In a good way. I became more internal, philosophical flexibly minded. Deeper and more spiritual. My imagination adapted to support the reality of experience, compensate and provide.
I would not be the same AutoTripper today no optic nerve injury 5 years ago.
And as much as I see all sides of myself, and my uncleaness disgusts me still, and so it should IMO if I’m really committed deep down to my roots, I’m pretty okay with myself.
If you gave me a normal body, a normal life and easier survival, opportunity for choosing a life, that’s all I need really.
In a way, better that than the other way round. That’s what I call being thankful.