Posts Tagged ‘psychology’

Adults Only: Everything is Justifiable for the Bad Ones: even the Good

Monday, January 29th, 2007

The evil and the good. Yin and Yang. Feminine and masculine forces. All of those are the part of the universe. They form harmony as well as chaos. What is evil? Evil is the selfish good. All of us have both – good and evil. We just show good or bad because of convenience or image.

Some Spanish writer has said that we are similar to those who we hate much more than we think. And that is an absolute truth. The phrase “I do not behave like that bitch” about your enemy came to your mind, didn’t it? Maybe you don’t do that now, but you have already treated like that, will treat, or would treat if you were in the skin of the hated… Or maybe you just behave like a bastard differently. The life changes us. We learn from what we are calling mistakes, that is, from what give us other results than we have expected. And who do we hate? We hate those who don’t behave, like we have hoped they should, that is, who don’t dance according our pipe play.

There is much politics under the sun. Generally we call moral principles and steady traditions as the good. Unfortunately if we thumbed through the collections of maxims and aphorisms, we would notice that for each life situation and for each sin (according to the ten testimonies), we could find some truth that defines the evil as the good. If you have time, you can search for them. The existence of the advocate profession itself already shows how miscellaneous and variable the truth can be. Everybody channels the river by the direction which is more comfortable to her-/himself. In essence, both – black and white – are closely related and can’t exist without each other.

evil in vogueTo be bad is in vogue. Skully clothes and accessories, breaking the moral principles, as well as rebellion and aggression in movies, music, books, and games are all around us. My hated pope Benedict XVI (that beggar will never equal to John Paul II who shined with the good) lost it (took his chance) and expressed “his opinion”, that computer games and all other multimedia should not propagate the evil and should not destroy the moral family image.

Are we talking about moral family image? Almost all girls who I have communicated with, are from broken home. Almost all known people who have been in couples, have already splitted up at least once. Almost everybody who is called a star or a famous person, has been married and divorced, then married again, but had many lovers, or lived “mean” life in another way. Does that mean that the hippie renaissance is upcoming (“everybody with each other”)?.. In this case the number of deaths because of STD should increase (every Yin has its Yang)

I have noticed a trend to go to parties and flirt with the amazement objects at the weekends while your couple has to work all the night at the job which was hard to find in such a large city as Berlin. The city is huge, so it’s almost unbelievable that you’ll get noticed by people who could tell something discreditable about you to your partner. And if the flirting ends not as we wanted in our subconscious, then we smother our sinfulness with a phrase “I feel the limits and don’t overstep them”.

As the walls of the world are open, plenty of people “temporarily” leave their “lovers” and go abroad swearing loyalty until they meet each other again. The leavers as well as the abandoned ones see the diversity of the world and meet onetime guys of the dreams with whom they “sin” against the pledges. “We are the good ones. That were only our mistakes!” – we make excuses.

Remembering how the third brother John used to leave for the World to find out his fortune in tales, many lambs of the Third World believe that the rich foreigners come to their mother country searching for love. Usually they search for cheap sex. They even have their websites to exchange useful information. And who doesn’t want sex?

Love. It’s a sonorous word and I believe in the existence of the feeling. I also believe in love from the first sight. But the evil exists even in the path to love. Coupling cannot get along without jealousy. Even the best friend becomes the worst enemy if (s)he becomes a rival to your admiration object. You start noticing each shortage of the competitor and report that to the person, whose heart (and other organs) you are pretending to. You pollute all the bad features of the rival as if you will look better in the eyes of the admired one. Let’s say, you were lucky. But then in the long-term relationship you’ll start feeling ownership, you’ll start looking at the partner as a property of the matter of course, and you’ll start requiring her/him to behave as you wish.

I’m bad. Tomorrow there will be a sunny day again and after that there will be a night full of stars.

A little survey. What do you think about

  1. open relationship?
  2. multiple partners at the same time?

(the married ones can cover under unusual nicks)

Lucid Dreams

Tuesday, June 13th, 2006

After finding blogger’s post about lucid dreams (in Lithuanian), I got a purpose to dream a flight, just like in my childhood.

Long long ago I used to dream that I could soar from the ground, whereas others couldn’t do that. That wasn’t easy and I had to make a shift, but after all my attempts I could loose contact with the floor or pavement and rise up, maybe slowly, maybe not high, but surely. I used to show my dreamed brother and friends how to do that — you run up, hold out your hands in the front, jump, and try your best to stay in the air. I succeeded always. Almost. After a few years I managed to lift me up from the ground without running up and in the pose of sitting with straightly outstretched legs. Later everything was over. I started not understanding in my dreams that I was dreaming, although the dreams didn’t become more logical.

A few days ago, while regularly browsing the blogosphere for relaxing and self-education, I found rather an old post about lucid dreams. They are such dreams when the dreamer perceives (s)he is dreaming and even manages the flow of the dream. I remembered: “I had such capabilities!” I remembered my flights, I remembered that when you tried to close your eyes in a dream, you woke up… Hey! We spend one third of our lives while sleeping. Useless one third? I must remember, how to rise from the ground. I must enrich my life.

So in the night I went to bed with a thought that I had to understand in the dream that I was dreaming. The next night I forgot that thought, but my wish was saved somewhere in my subconsciousness.

After a few days just before waking up, I detected some nonsense and perceived I was dreaming. I told my relatives sitting nearby that they were in my dream and each of them could decide a non-realistic wish that would become true. I new my desire and left it for the end.

When there was my turn, I stood up. I was somewhere in Klaipeda (Lithuanian seaport town) at some wide crossing. The cars stopped at the red traffic light, and I started running up towards the middle of the crossing. I must make it until the cars start going… I run, jump, and soar. And then I go fast forward. I fly above unreal nature. Roads are curving beneath here and there. I am passing cars. Trees. Bushes. Swamps. Lakes. Rivers. Swimming birds. Flying birds. Insects. The smell of nature. Grass. Ground. The view is so bright and clear! I’ve never seen such completeness in a dream before. And I flew over everything in such a high speed! There in the sky as well as later when I woke up, I was wondering how cool and clear the views were generated in my dream. I can’t even describe them sufficiently here. My imagination is much slower and paler in the reality.

I soared plenty of kilometres in a few minutes and then I felt that my flying energy was going down and I was landing. I would have to go back back on foot. That was far away but worth the flying. I start returning. I woke up. It’s time to go to work.

So the objective was reached. I perceived I was dreaming in the dream. I remembered the capabilities from my childhood. I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky…