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flamingswordThere's a hawk that lives near here (I'm at my mother's house doing laundry again). Actually two hawks, a bonded pair. If they were in competition with a pair of owls, the different natures would mean different hunting times and different prey. They could live nearby and get along. Animals that aren't too alike get along. Animals that are too alike have war.
War is the extremest form of self-expression. When the world needs one thing and we are another, we demonstrate the difference between what is our nature and what is expected from us, sometimes through force. If things that are not you, like other countries, need you to not need as much product x, sometimes you can do without. Sometimes you can't. When the two conflicting needs can't be changed or substituted for, there is war.
At first there are skirling skirmishes along borders or in financial matters. This grows into defiant leaps onto one another's territory and pyrotechnic displays rivaling anything Hollywood can produce.
War is the interpretive dance of nations.
Battles are set up like plays with different staged moods: hard or soft target, narrow focus or widespread confusion, temporary disability or salted earth and poisoned wells. There are different tools, lots of options, cool gadgets: a lot of human creativity goes into war. People put different things into the war effort, sometimes muscle, brain power, their need to protect or their whole lives. War is personal.
How can we expect to solve conflicts between nations when we can't solve conflicts between and within single people? If I am at war with myself, how can I be at peace with you? I'll keep expecting you to take a side. I'll draw you into the conflict. How can I make you and I get along? If war can be started at so small a level, how can it be stopped at so great a level? If I mediate the conflicts within myself, can I spread peace as easily as war? Theoretically yes, but I've never seen it in practice. I've seen one person's war and another's cancel each other out like opposite waves of equal amplitude, but I've never seen peace spread out and cancel a war. Why is that?
I am deep right now, which is easy when I have good coffee and after I've had company. But not during. That bothers me, too.
Hello, Sophie. I just met you and I have the feeling that I came across as a psychotherapy fascist. Which sucks. I wish I could be this person, this cool, articulate part of me when I'm meeting people. I wish people could meet the one who isn't arrogant or dorky before they have to deal with the one that is. She's o't as easy to get along with. I wish I could look past my uncertainty at meeting you and see the person you are when you aren't meeting me for the first time. But time doesn't work that way. And that sucks, too.
War is the extremest form of self-expression. When the world needs one thing and we are another, we demonstrate the difference between what is our nature and what is expected from us, sometimes through force. If things that are not you, like other countries, need you to not need as much product x, sometimes you can do without. Sometimes you can't. When the two conflicting needs can't be changed or substituted for, there is war.
At first there are skirling skirmishes along borders or in financial matters. This grows into defiant leaps onto one another's territory and pyrotechnic displays rivaling anything Hollywood can produce.
War is the interpretive dance of nations.
Battles are set up like plays with different staged moods: hard or soft target, narrow focus or widespread confusion, temporary disability or salted earth and poisoned wells. There are different tools, lots of options, cool gadgets: a lot of human creativity goes into war. People put different things into the war effort, sometimes muscle, brain power, their need to protect or their whole lives. War is personal.
How can we expect to solve conflicts between nations when we can't solve conflicts between and within single people? If I am at war with myself, how can I be at peace with you? I'll keep expecting you to take a side. I'll draw you into the conflict. How can I make you and I get along? If war can be started at so small a level, how can it be stopped at so great a level? If I mediate the conflicts within myself, can I spread peace as easily as war? Theoretically yes, but I've never seen it in practice. I've seen one person's war and another's cancel each other out like opposite waves of equal amplitude, but I've never seen peace spread out and cancel a war. Why is that?
I am deep right now, which is easy when I have good coffee and after I've had company. But not during. That bothers me, too.
Hello, Sophie. I just met you and I have the feeling that I came across as a psychotherapy fascist. Which sucks. I wish I could be this person, this cool, articulate part of me when I'm meeting people. I wish people could meet the one who isn't arrogant or dorky before they have to deal with the one that is. She's o't as easy to get along with. I wish I could look past my uncertainty at meeting you and see the person you are when you aren't meeting me for the first time. But time doesn't work that way. And that sucks, too.
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Date: 2005-03-30 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-30 09:06 pm (UTC)I warp the world and melt with you?
Date: 2005-03-30 09:11 pm (UTC)