Omfg, if you’re over 25, that’s when you start struggling to understand technology, because the alzheimers is starting to set in? Things are getting dumber, not smarter.

That tracks. And It’s kinda on brand, still. Skeezy af.

Remember before they were released and the first we heard of them, were reports on the guy training them or testing or whatever, having a psychotic break and freaking out saying it was sentient. It’s all been downhill from there, hey.

Thanks. I didn’t think it up, I read it somewhere, I have absolutely no idea where, any more, but it always stuck with me.

Learning that When you’re in an abusive relationship they purposefully sever your connection with self. They make huge demands around their emotions, whilst putting you in a position to abandon your needs and emotions, entirely, which severs your sense of self and disconnects you from your own emotions. Without those connections, you flounder, severely. I then worked on unstitching all the brain washing, and then, trying to recognize the negative dialogue as their narrative, not mine. I worked on rebuilding my sense of self and self worth, and reconnecting with my emotions, listening to them and soothing them, putting myself first, as if I were a dear friend or looking after myself as I would my own child. Exampling how to treat yourself, teaches kids how they should be treated and treat themselves as adults. I read everything I could, to learn about abuse and how it works, because once you understand how they perform their tricks, they don’t work on you, they lose their power entirely. Worked on why I cared what others think of me, and why I was abandoning myself for these imagined others, opinions, and not living by my own opinions and beliefs. I had this belief that others opinions were somehow more valid than mine, which is not true. Asking why, and expecting a real answer with valid facts, from all those “one rule for me another for thee” rules abusers put in your head, helped me to see, and dispel a lot of the abuse and brain washing. Because those “rules” never stack up. They’re not transferable, they usually only applied to me, why was I only deserving of dirt, why did I believe that, I wouldn’t treat anyone else like that, why did I feel like it was right to treat myself like all I deserved was dirt. I was told every day of my life I was worthless and not good enough and I don’t try hard enough and I was a burden (burden isn’t quite the right word I’m looking for, burden implies they were doing things for me, which was never the case, I was told I wasn’t deserving of even basic pleasantries, I was treated as an abomination. Looking back now I can see the levels of cruelty you have to have as a person to do that to someone else, and I can clearly see they’re twisted cruel people who have no ability to define things, opinions don’t define things, opinions are only relevant to the head they live in. I read somewhere that if someone has the opinion that they don’t like peanut butter, we don’t all stop eating just because one person doesn’t like it, why do we believe it about ourselves. And it helped me immensely.

Seeing those terms written down, is a great way to learn, all you gotta do is look up whatever word you aren’t sure of.

You’re better off asking them questions. “what makes a person eat someone else’s pet?” or do simple definitions of what they say, as if you’re trying to understand. “so white people deserve to travel and others don’t?” (that’s a stupid example, but all of the talking points boil down to these types of statements). Apparently getting them to debate facts doesn’t work, getting them to question what they’re blindly believing, does, but I haven’t put it to practice. I want to go and get a refresher on critical thinking, so I can more easily break down, the way to properly ascertain if, what is being sold to you is truth or propaganda, and then make it into a question / statement and rather than addressing any topic, add a where did that come from, who sold you that, who profits from that, kinda thing, but I want a better statement / question than that. My parents are really similar, I have to avoid a lot of topics, I’m the black sheep of the family, I’ve always been much more earth conscious than them, it’s gotten so much worse lately. It’s the news they’re being fed. They believe it, wholeheartedly. It’s how they’ve always known what’s happening. And it’s why they’re panic buying out tiktok, currently, they (those creating the propaganda and distributing it) can’t have a narrative out there that doesn’t align with their agenda.

The assholes bought everything up, including the law and politicians. They rigged the game so no one else can climb the same ladder they did. But, also, death throes look like this. They positioned themselves so that the entire populous of the earth can’t sustain life, unless they don’t. That imbalance is about to be corrected. It’s gunna get a little bit worse before it gets better though, hang on.

I’m on the path to better systems than this, but as I’m too time poor, I gotta go with apps, and I just thought you might like to know I had as many songs in my Spotify Playlists and ported them over to Qobuz in seconds, if you want something quick for now. Qobuz talks you through it.

Because the propaganda aimed at getting women to remember their place and get back to domestic chores, still lingers today and people think that’s HOW it was, not that they had to try and shove a cat back in a bag, somehow. When women had to do all the blokey jobs while the men’s were all at war, and realised, yeah, they’re capable of this, sometimes better at it, earning a wage, something unheard of for women, as they would still need a man to have a bank account or credit card or sign anything or have a lease on a house, until the 1970s, in some places. But yeah. It wasn’t like that. Women were miserable and oppressed and drugged up just to get by. Grandma’s hydrangeas were sometimes the only way to leave a violent relationship. But yeah, probs was fine for the blokes. They got to fight in a war, pocket some trauma to take home, force themselves back into the daily grind with no recognition of that trauma and nowhere to outlet it… I’m not going to start on intergenerational trauma, I promise.

Either that or, the grass is always greener… Yk.