[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[iranitea]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@... wrote:


 Robin3: Seems about the most interesting and penetrating thing you have ever 
 said to me. Gives me something to think about, iranitea. That stern and 
 judgmental patronizing. I will have to watch that, because my aim always is 
 to keep the love going (even underneath the irony:—for me, my love fuels my 
 irony). I could even in a second love Barry. But he won't let that happen. 
 And either, it seems, will you. But I think in this post, especially, you 
 have done your best. And that will have to do.
 
 I have an intuition you are an interesting and thoughtful person. But we both 
 need to perform at our best, I think. I will do my homework here. And perhaps 
 we can meet again and find ourselves enjoying this Creation within which we 
 find ourselves—without having any choice in the matter—existing. I figure 
 Creation, it was a good idea. And no doubt you are too, iranitea.


See, Robin, I am running out of time, having to do still some preparations for 
my trip and finish some job here before I go. I just had to install a new OS 
which I was downloading at night, and yes, I have a job, I simply have no time 
now for any kind of long on going conversation. We'll see when I return, but 
then not anymore from Persia ;-)

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Robin Carlsen]

Feels pretty tabula rasa to me, iranitea. Thanks. Seems we might go places 
together, then.

Robin

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

 
 
 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@ wrote:
 
 
  Robin3: Seems about the most interesting and penetrating thing you have 
  ever said to me. Gives me something to think about, iranitea. That stern 
  and judgmental patronizing. I will have to watch that, because my aim 
  always is to keep the love going (even underneath the irony:—for me, my 
  love fuels my irony). I could even in a second love Barry. But he won't let 
  that happen. And either, it seems, will you. But I think in this post, 
  especially, you have done your best. And that will have to do.
  
  I have an intuition you are an interesting and thoughtful person. But we 
  both need to perform at our best, I think. I will do my homework here. And 
  perhaps we can meet again and find ourselves enjoying this Creation within 
  which we find ourselves—without having any choice in the matter—existing. I 
  figure Creation, it was a good idea. And no doubt you are too, iranitea.
 
 
 See, Robin, I am running out of time, having to do still some preparations 
 for my trip and finish some job here before I go. I just had to install a new 
 OS which I was downloading at night, and yes, I have a job, I simply have no 
 time now for any kind of long on going conversation. We'll see when I return, 
 but then not anymore from Persia ;-)

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Robin Carlsen]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote:

 It's been an interesting few days here at Fairfield Life Junior High
 School. First some guy tried to stand up to the leader of my clique, as
 if he not only didn't care what She thought of him (imagine!), he also
 didn't care whether She'd give him strokes for agreeing with her (the
 idiot!). Of course She had to try to shout him down, but She got so
 caught up in it (understandable, of course!) that She wound up talking
 in class too much trying to put him down, and got suspended for a week.
 
 I thought I was gonna die. I mean, what can you do when the person you
 depend on to fight your battles for you and put down the people She
 tells you to dislike isn't around any more? It was awful, like some kind
 of test (and you know how I hate tests!). It was like we were left on
 our own to try to figure out who to hate without Her here to tell us and
 to give us strokes when we ranked on them.
 
 But it was only a one-week suspension, so I did the same thing that the
 other girls in the clique (and the four guys, who are so catty that
 they're almost honorary members of the clique!), and played pile on to
 Her standard enemies. And that worked, to some extent. Every time I did
 that, one or more of the other members of the clique would pat me on the
 back and tell me nice things about myself. It was almost like still
 having Her around, and I was groovin' on all the attention I was
 getting.
 
 Some of us even managed to do what She no longer can, and got one or
 more of the enemies to respond to our bullying, one on one, and give us
 *their* attention. It felt GOOD to get their attention, and to feed on
 it, just as She always said it would.
 
 And of course it paid off, because when She came back from her week of
 detention, She's been giving us attention and praising us and patting us
 on the back for Doing The Right Thing, just as we knew She would. It's
 been a pity that She can't get any of Her enemies to respond to Her any
 more, because we like it best when our champion gets them with her
 witty putdowns in the hallways of the school, in front of the lurker
 students who aren't cool enough to be members of our clique but like to
 watch the fighting anyway.
 
 But one of the almost-members-of-the-clique guys figured out how to get
 at least one of Her enemies to respond to him, by insulting one of Her
 enemies who moved to another school. It was kind of a pussy move for a
 guy, ragging on someone who hasn't been around for months and who isn't
 around to defend herself, but it worked. He got praised by She Who
 Counts for doing it, and it gave Her the opportunity to put down that
 person again, so almost-clique-member guy got all sorts of strokes for
 it.
 
 It worked so well, in fact, that I'm thinking of doing the same thing
 myself. I'll think of something nasty to say about one of the other kids
 who She has driven away, and say it. Maybe Ruth. Or that Curtis guy.
 I'll think of something nasty to say about them, and then She will think
 of something nice to say about me, and I'll be all important in the
 clique again. And that's all that matters.

RESPONSE: Double-irony. Suppose your premise (as a FFL reader) is: This person 
really believes in what he or she has said here. (This is a natural assumption.)

But if you read this post within this understanding, then, perhaps without 
knowing this consciously, you realize that in attacking various persons here on 
FFL, this poster is open *to the possibility* at least, of there being another 
point of view about this matter which would argue against this poster's point 
of view.

But not only does this person write as if that other potentially contradicting 
point of view does not exist, *even the very point of view that is being 
expressed here* is no real point of view at all. Because it risks nothing at 
the level of the heart, it risks nothing at the level of where we are all of us 
human beings who must register the pain and glory of existing in this universe.

This poster makes Letterman seem as if he's singing Jesus loves me this I 
know.

If you examine the personal subjectivity behind this post, it seems it could 
have been written by a computer named Misanthrope.

I say it once again: this poster does not reveal a scintilla of evidence that 
he or she really is willing to become vulnerable to the truth of what he or she 
has just said.

And if someone attempts to point this out (others have) this poster deploys an 
extraordinary intention: Act as if the counter-post does not exist. And never 
existed. Then post on some completely different topic *immediately after the 
counter-post is there for everyone to see*.

Watch for that post. It's coming.

By the way, I too think that authfriend is a vampire-sucking, grumpy, shameless 
bitch—and I wish she would stop bringing such grief and suffering to the 
understandably delicate sensibilities of the poster who has—so 

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[iranitea]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb no_reply@... wrote:

 It's been an interesting few days here at Fairfield Life Junior High
 School. First some guy tried to stand up to the leader of my clique, as
 if he not only didn't care what She thought of him (imagine!), he also
 didn't care whether She'd give him strokes for agreeing with her (the
 idiot!). Of course She had to try to shout him down, but She got so
 caught up in it (understandable, of course!) that She wound up talking
 in class too much trying to put him down, and got suspended for a week.
 
 I thought I was gonna die. I mean, what can you do when the person you
 depend on to fight your battles for you and put down the people She
 tells you to dislike isn't around any more? It was awful, like some kind
 of test (and you know how I hate tests!). It was like we were left on
 our own to try to figure out who to hate without Her here to tell us and
 to give us strokes when we ranked on them.
 
 But it was only a one-week suspension, so I did the same thing that the
 other girls in the clique (and the four guys, who are so catty that
 they're almost honorary members of the clique!), and played pile on to
 Her standard enemies. And that worked, to some extent. Every time I did
 that, one or more of the other members of the clique would pat me on the
 back and tell me nice things about myself. It was almost like still
 having Her around, and I was groovin' on all the attention I was
 getting.
 
 Some of us even managed to do what She no longer can, and got one or
 more of the enemies to respond to our bullying, one on one, and give us
 *their* attention. It felt GOOD to get their attention, and to feed on
 it, just as She always said it would.
 
 And of course it paid off, because when She came back from her week of
 detention, She's been giving us attention and praising us and patting us
 on the back for Doing The Right Thing, just as we knew She would. It's
 been a pity that She can't get any of Her enemies to respond to Her any
 more, because we like it best when our champion gets them with her
 witty putdowns in the hallways of the school, in front of the lurker
 students who aren't cool enough to be members of our clique but like to
 watch the fighting anyway.
 
 But one of the almost-members-of-the-clique guys figured out how to get
 at least one of Her enemies to respond to him, by insulting one of Her
 enemies who moved to another school. It was kind of a pussy move for a
 guy, ragging on someone who hasn't been around for months and who isn't
 around to defend herself, but it worked. He got praised by She Who
 Counts for doing it, and it gave Her the opportunity to put down that
 person again, so almost-clique-member guy got all sorts of strokes for
 it.
 
 It worked so well, in fact, that I'm thinking of doing the same thing
 myself. I'll think of something nasty to say about one of the other kids
 who She has driven away, and say it. Maybe Ruth. Or that Curtis guy.
 I'll think of something nasty to say about them, and then She will think
 of something nice to say about me, and I'll be all important in the
 clique again. And that's all that matters.


Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the first laugh 
of the day, together with the recommendation of Cloud Atlas, which I will see 
when I come back from Middle-East / Asia to my Central / East European home. 
I'm off today in a week. (We don't tell Buck what a cross-dresser and a T-girl 
is!)

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Robin Carlsen]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

Iraniea: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the 
first laugh
of the day...

RESPONSE: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your 
sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be 
discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL. 

Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free zone. 
You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become 
pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with 
the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.

This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the 
confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation. 

And therefore it is an insult to the writer. 

Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth protest too 
much.

This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boys—and 
Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed blandishments.

If your real experience of Barry's post had resembled what you say here, you 
would have joined in, and made us feel your participation in the reality he 
created by his post.

Come into my sandbox, iranitea, I have a big dump-truck you can play with.

You are going to get back to me, right? I mean after your Mother Teresa charity.

Robin

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[iranitea]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@... wrote:

 
 
 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:
 
 Iraniea: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the 
 first laugh
 of the day...
 
 RESPONSE: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your 
 sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be 
 discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL. 
 
 Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free 
 zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become 
 pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with 
 the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.
 
 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the 
 confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation. 
 
 And therefore it is an insult to the writer. 

Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing all this. 
Btw. I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I 
checked it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick 
fights with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me 
at all, your psychic powers are just bluff.
 
 Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth protest too 
 much.
 
 This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boys—and 
 Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed 
 blandishments.

 If your real experience of Barry's post had resembled what you say here, you 
 would have joined in, and made us feel your participation in the reality he 
 created by his post.
 
 Come into my sandbox, iranitea, I have a big dump-truck you can play with.
 
 You are going to get back to me, right? 

Nope, you are not making any sense. 

I tell you what I really like about Barry, do you want to know? He doesn't have 
a need to be liked or adored by anyone. He doesn't try to pull you to his side. 
He does his thing, and that's it. 

You are somewhere in your own constructed metaphysical smorgasbord, you are all 
about words and words and words, you are trying to pull, manipulate, partonize, 
living in your fantasy world, where your metaphysical system changes on the 
fly, according to your spiritual moods. 

You are never able to look into this seriously. Why this constant need to be in 
the center of everything? Why this constant need to pontificate your absurd 
theories you picked up in some book, not even understanding what they say. (You 
are using 1st person ontology in a completely wrong way) 

Emptybill is totally spot on, you are playing on the stage again, can't let go 
of this. And what do you care about how I relate to Buck or Barry? I know 
exactly how I relate to them, and so do they. 

Robin, do what you want, but don't have any illusions about some people here, 
that you could somehow suck them into your game. 

 I mean after your Mother Teresa charity.

yada yada 

 Robin

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Robin Carlsen]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
first laugh of the day...

Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.

Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.

 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.

 And therefore it is an insult to the writer.

Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing 
all this. Btw.
I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I checked
it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at all,
your psychic powers are just bluff.

Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powers—me stay away from all dat.

On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his 
omnisubjectivity—and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted him 
about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person 
ontology—*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightened—I want that Impersonal God 
in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal  and the source of everyone's 
existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which is the enemy of the 
Unified Field—although I did plant some nice roses there—No one noticed them, 
however; they just kinda saw a creative nothingness. 

I said—you still there, iranitea?—to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the fact 
that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfield—I am sure it was Share who 
seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinity—it was so much simpler then): 
I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you and you are joining 
the enemy camp.

I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question 
out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look 
seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I 
don't understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be the 
centre of attention all the time?

And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and declared: 
He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word to 
you—because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary experiences' 
[SL]—You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, and you are going 
to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, once again: You are 
headed for a greater fall than even when you found out you didn't like Unity 
Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to iranitea, and I'll see 
you in the Dome.

Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that metaphorically. 
OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do what I can to win 
over iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, sincere, and 
consistent in all that I do and say and write from here on in. Thanks for the 
counselling session, God—It's just that I thought that omnisubjectivity, that 
that was something you were really into. Well, I guess I don't know anything 
about this first-person ontological stuff after all. F***me: I guess iranitea 
was right about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, Sir: good luck with the Atman 
trip.

There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you don't 
like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person Ontology?

God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your goddamn posts at FFL—I am 
not going to get sucked into your game, OK?

And that was it. I pretended to leave God's presence—and He acted as if he was 
not still infinitely intimate to me as the level of my existence—He being his 
own existence.

Back to your post, iranitea:

Robin1: Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth 
protest too
much.

 This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boys—and
Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed blandishments.

 If your real experience of Barry's post had resembled what you say here, you
would have joined in, and made us feel your participation in the reality he
created by his post.

 Come into my sandbox, iranitea, I have a big dump-truck you can play with.

 You are going to get back to me, right?

Iranitea2: Nope, you are not making any sense.

Robin2: I get it now, iranitea. Nope, I'm not. 

Iranitea2: I tell you what I really like about Barry, do you want to know? He 
doesn't have
a 

Re: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Emily Reyn]

Geeez, this is so so funny.  I am laughing so hard.  Off to the beach - I'll 
look for a job in September.  



 From: Robin Carlsen maskedze...@yahoo.com
To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
 

  


--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
first laugh of the day...

Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.

Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.

This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.

And therefore it is an insult to the writer.

Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing 
all this. Btw.
I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I checked
it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at all,
your psychic powers are just bluff.

Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powers—me stay away from all dat.

On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his 
omnisubjectivity—and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted him 
about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person 
ontology—*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightened—I want that Impersonal God 
in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal  and the source of everyone's 
existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which is the enemy of the 
Unified Field—although I did plant some nice roses there—No one noticed them, 
however; they just kinda saw a creative nothingness. 

I said—you still there, iranitea?—to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the fact 
that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfield—I am sure it was Share who 
seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinity—it was so much simpler then): 
I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you and you are joining 
the enemy camp.

I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question 
out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look 
seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I 
don't understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be the 
centre of attention all the time?

And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and declared: 
He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word to 
you—because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary experiences' 
[SL]—You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, and you are going 
to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, once again: You are 
headed for a greater fall than even when you found out you didn't like Unity 
Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to iranitea, and I'll see 
you in the Dome.

Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that metaphorically. 
OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do what I can to win 
over iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, sincere, and 
consistent in all that I do and say and write from here on in. Thanks for the 
counselling session, God—It's just that I thought that omnisubjectivity, that 
that was something you were really into. Well, I guess I don't know anything 
about this first-person ontological stuff after all. F***me: I guess iranitea 
was right about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, Sir: good luck with the Atman 
trip.

There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you don't 
like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person Ontology?

God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your goddamn posts at FFL—I am 
not going to get sucked into your game, OK?

And that was it. I pretended to leave God's presence—and He acted as if he was 
not still infinitely intimate to me as the level of my existence—He being his 
own existence.

Back to your post, iranitea:

Robin1: Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth 
protest too
much.

This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boys—and
Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed blandishments.

If your real experience of Barry's post had resembled what you say here, you
would have joined in, and made us feel your participation in the reality he
created by his post.

Come

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[iranitea]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Emily Reyn emilymae.reyn@... wrote:

 Geeez, this is so so funny.  I am laughing so hard.  Off to the beach - 
 I'll look for a job in September.  
 
 
 
  From: Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@...
 To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
 Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
 Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
  
 
   
 
 
 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:
 
 Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
 first laugh of the day...
 
 Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
 sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
 discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.
 
 Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
 zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
 pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
 the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.
 
 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
 confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.
 
 And therefore it is an insult to the writer.
 
 Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing 
 all this. Btw.
 I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I 
 checked
 it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
 with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at 
 all,
 your psychic powers are just bluff.
 
 Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powersâ€me stay away from all 
 dat.
 
 On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his 
 omnisubjectivityâ€and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted 
 him about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person 
 ontologyâ€*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightenedâ€I want that 
 Impersonal God in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal  and the 
 source of everyone's existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which 
 is the enemy of the Unified Fieldâ€although I did plant some nice roses 
 thereâ€No one noticed them, however; they just kinda saw a creative 
 nothingness. 
 
 I saidâ€you still there, iranitea?â€to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the 
 fact that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfieldâ€I am sure it was 
 Share who seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinityâ€it was so much 
 simpler then): I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you 
 and you are joining the enemy camp.
 
 I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question 
 out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look 
 seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I 
 don't understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be 
 the centre of attention all the time?
 
 And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and 
 declared: He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word 
 to youâ€because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary 
 experiences' [SL]â€You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, 
 and you are going to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, 
 once again: You are headed for a greater fall than even when you found out 
 you didn't like Unity Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to 
 iranitea, and I'll see you in the Dome.
 
 Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that 
 metaphorically. OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do 
 what I can to win over iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, 
 sincere, and consistent in all that I do and say and write from here on in. 
 Thanks for the counselling session, Godâ€It's just that I thought that 
 omnisubjectivity, that that was something you were really into. Well, I guess 
 I don't know anything about this first-person ontological stuff after all. 
 F***me: I guess iranitea was right about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, 
 Sir: good luck with the Atman trip.
 
 There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you 
 don't like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person 
 Ontology?
 
 God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your goddamn posts at FFLâ€I 
 am not going to get sucked into your game, OK?
 
 And that was it. I pretended to leave God's presenceâ€and He acted as if he 
 was not still infinitely intimate to me as the level of my existenceâ€He 
 being his own existence.
 
 Back to your post, iranitea:
 
 Robin1: Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth 
 protest too
 much.
 
 This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boysâ€and
 Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Robin Carlsen]

--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:


 Geeez, this is so so funny. Â I am laughing so hard. Â Off to the beach - I'll
look for a job in September. Â 


 
 From: Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@...
 To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com
 Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
 Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary


 Â 


 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:

 Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
 first laugh of the day...

 Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
 sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
 discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.

 Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
 zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
 pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
 the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.

 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
 confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.

 And therefore it is an insult to the writer.

 Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing
all this. Btw.
 I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I
checked
 it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
 with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at
all,
 your psychic powers are just bluff.

 Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powersâ€me stay away from all
dat.

 On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his
omnisubjectivityâ€and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted
him about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person
ontologyâ€*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightenedâ€I want that Impersonal
God in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal and the source of
everyone's existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which is the enemy
of the Unified Fieldâ€although I did plant some nice roses thereâ€No one
noticed them, however; they just kinda saw a creative nothingness.

 I saidâ€you still there, iranitea?â€to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the
fact that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfieldâ€I am sure it was Share
who seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinityâ€it was so much simpler
then): I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you and you are
joining the enemy camp.

 I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question
out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look
seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I don't
understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be the centre
of attention all the time?

 And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and
declared: He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word to
youâ€because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary experiences'
[SL]â€You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, and you are going
to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, once again: You are
headed for a greater fall than even when you found out you didn't like Unity
Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to iranitea, and I'll see you
in the Dome.

 Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that metaphorically.
OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do what I can to win over
iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, sincere, and consistent in
all that I do and say and write from here on in. Thanks for the counselling
session, Godâ€It's just that I thought that omnisubjectivity, that that was
something you were really into. Well, I guess I don't know anything about this
first-person ontological stuff after all. F***me: I guess iranitea was right
about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, Sir: good luck with the Atman trip.

 There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you
don't like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person
Ontology?

 God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your goddamn posts at FFLâ€I
am not going to get sucked into your game, OK?

 And that was it. I pretended to leave God's presenceâ€and He acted as if he
was not still infinitely intimate to me as the level of my existenceâ€He being
his own existence.

 Back to your post, iranitea:

 Robin1: Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth
protest too
 much.

 This isn't the Special Olympics, iranitea. Watch it. We are all big boysâ€and
 Barry can look after himself just fine without your mealy-mouthed
blandishments.

 If your real experience of Barry's post had resembled what you say here, you
 would have joined

[FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[awoelflebater]

Mr Tea,
You know, there are moments when I wish we could just have a regular chat. You 
have posted back to me with reasonable and sensitive replies so I know you have 
it in there, probably in spades. I know your realize that lots of this is just 
a game. Positioning ourselves here and there. Aligning ourselves with certain 
others to create a dynamic, to spur on some type of jousting. But I don't 
actually sense you are a bad guy. I know you don't think of yourself as one 
either. Sometimes your alliances seem forced, not really representing who you 
are or know yourself to be. Getting too analytical? I don't want that. 

Anyway, just thought I would extend a tentative hand in your direction in case 
you want to play sometime, but not by throwing sand in each others faces. I 
have a pretty neat tea set and could make some cookies. Wanna come over?
 
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

 
 
 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Emily Reyn emilymae.reyn@ wrote:
 
  Geeez, this is so so funny.  I am laughing so hard.  Off to the beach - 
  I'll look for a job in September.  
  
  
  
   From: Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@
  To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
  Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
  Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
   
  
    
  
  
  --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:
  
  Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me 
  the
  first laugh of the day...
  
  Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
  sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
  discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.
  
  Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
  zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
  pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person 
  with
  the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.
  
  This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
  confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.
  
  And therefore it is an insult to the writer.
  
  Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just 
  constructing all this. Btw.
  I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I 
  checked
  it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
  with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at 
  all,
  your psychic powers are just bluff.
  
  Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powersâ€me stay away from 
  all dat.
  
  On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his 
  omnisubjectivityâ€and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I 
  consulted him about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no 
  first-person ontologyâ€*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightenedâ€I 
  want that Impersonal God in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal  
  and the source of everyone's existence from the point of view of a 
  Subjectivity which is the enemy of the Unified Fieldâ€although I did plant 
  some nice roses thereâ€No one noticed them, however; they just kinda saw a 
  creative nothingness. 
  
  I saidâ€you still there, iranitea?â€to God (now somewhat nonplussed by 
  the fact that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfieldâ€I am sure it 
  was Share who seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinityâ€it was so 
  much simpler then): I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending 
  you and you are joining the enemy camp.
  
  I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next 
  question out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I 
  never look seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to 
  represent, that I don't understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, 
  that I want to be the centre of attention all the time?
  
  And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and 
  declared: He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another 
  word to youâ€because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary 
  experiences' [SL]â€You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, 
  and you are going to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, 
  Robin, once again: You are headed for a greater fall than even when you 
  found out you didn't like Unity Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you 
  apologize to iranitea, and I'll see you in the Dome.
  
  Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that 
  metaphorically. OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do 
  what I can to win over iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, 
  sincere, and consistent in all that I do and say and write from here on in. 
  Thanks for the counselling session, Godâ€It's just that I thought

Re: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Emily Reyn]

snip
...But that didn't really help you. Your tactics towards me and others here 
whom you regard as enemies


Enemies?  Really?  You think he thinks of some on this forum as enemies?  You 
are so far off the mark on this, IMO.  You must not keep thinking in these 
black and white terms.  Us and them?  What is wrong with you?  



 From: iranitea no_re...@yahoogroups.com
To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 4:41 PM
Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
 

  


--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Emily Reyn emilymae.reyn@... wrote:

 Geeez, this is so so funny.  I am laughing so hard.  Off to the beach - 
 I'll look for a job in September.  
 
 
 
  From: Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@...
 To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
 Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
 Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
 
 
   
 
 
 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:
 
 Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
 first laugh of the day...
 
 Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
 sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
 discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.
 
 Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
 zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
 pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
 the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.
 
 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
 confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.
 
 And therefore it is an insult to the writer.
 
 Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing 
 all this. Btw.
 I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I 
 checked
 it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
 with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at 
 all,
 your psychic powers are just bluff.
 
 Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powersâ€me stay away from all 
 dat.
 
 On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his 
 omnisubjectivityâ€and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted 
 him about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person 
 ontologyâ€*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightenedâ€I want that 
 Impersonal God in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal  and the 
 source of everyone's existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which 
 is the enemy of the Unified Fieldâ€although I did plant some nice roses 
 thereâ€No one noticed them, however; they just kinda saw a creative 
 nothingness. 
 
 I saidâ€you still there, iranitea?â€to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the 
 fact that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfieldâ€I am sure it was 
 Share who seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinityâ€it was so much 
 simpler then): I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you 
 and you are joining the enemy camp.
 
 I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question 
 out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look 
 seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I 
 don't understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be 
 the centre of attention all the time?
 
 And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and 
 declared: He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word 
 to youâ€because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary 
 experiences' [SL]â€You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, 
 and you are going to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, 
 once again: You are headed for a greater fall than even when you found out 
 you didn't like Unity Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to 
 iranitea, and I'll see you in the Dome.
 
 Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that 
 metaphorically. OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do 
 what I can to win over iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, 
 sincere, and consistent in all that I do and say and write from here on in. 
 Thanks for the counselling session, Godâ€It's just that I thought that 
 omnisubjectivity, that that was something you were really into. Well, I guess 
 I don't know anything about this first-person ontological stuff after all. 
 F***me: I guess iranitea was right about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, 
 Sir: good luck with the Atman trip.
 
 There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you 
 don't like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person 
 Ontology?
 
 God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your

Re: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary

[Emily Reyn]

Iranitea, it seems like Robin meets you where you are at.  Good luck with this. 
 



 From: Robin Carlsen maskedze...@yahoo.com
To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com 
Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 5:15 PM
Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary
 

  


--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@... wrote:

 Geeez, this is so so funny. Â I am laughing so hard. Â Off to the beach - I'll
look for a job in September. Â 


 
 From: Robin Carlsen maskedzebra@...
 To: FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com
 Sent: Tuesday, July 31, 2012 3:58 PM
 Subject: [FairfieldLife] Re: Dear Diary


 Â 


 --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, iranitea no_reply@ wrote:

 Iranitea1: Barry, excellent writing! Good parody, and spot on, it gave me the
 first laugh of the day...

 Robin1: And tell Buck too, iranitea, since you have made explicit your
 sympathy and support him in all that he is doing, that he should not be
 discouraged in his laudable moral crusade here on FFL.

 Your first laugh of the day? M-m-m: for me, laughter is an opinion-free
 zone. You should have had some laughs before this, iranitea. If you become
 pre-selective in your laughter (which jokes are said by the right person with
 the right party affiliation) I assure you, your soul will start to rust.

 This response to Barry was first-aid, comfort, compensation. It lacked the
 confidence of a response driven by pure appreciation.

 And therefore it is an insult to the writer.

 Iranitea2: Nope. It was totally genuine, innocent. You are just constructing
all this. Btw.
 I live in a different time zone, and my laugh was in the morning, when I
checked
 it on my phone. I laugh also about you, but you said I shouldn't pick fights
 with you. And, you demonstrate once more, that you don't really know me at
all,
 your psychic powers are just bluff.

 Robin2: I ain't got none of dem dere psychic powersâ€me stay away from all
dat.

 On the other hand I talk to the Personal God about how to tune into his
omnisubjectivityâ€and you won't believe this, iranitea, but when I consulted
him about this attribute, he said: STFU, Robin! There ain't no first-person
ontologyâ€*I, myself*, have trying to get enlightenedâ€I want that Impersonal
God in me to manifest. So I don't have to be eternal and the source of
everyone's existence from the point of view of a Subjectivity which is the enemy
of the Unified Fieldâ€although I did plant some nice roses thereâ€No one
noticed them, however; they just kinda saw a creative nothingness.

 I saidâ€you still there, iranitea?â€to God (now somewhat nonplussed by the
fact that even *he* is following the gods of Fairfieldâ€I am sure it was Share
who seduced him away from being just the Holy Trinityâ€it was so much simpler
then): I am sorry to hear this, Big Guy: Here I was defending you and you are
joining the enemy camp.

 I then continued (making sure he couldn't speak before I got my next question
out): What about iranitea's latest post to me? Is he right that I never look
seriously at all the metaphysical systems that I seem to represent, that I don't
understand what I read, that I need to pontificate, that I want to be the centre
of attention all the time?

 And God looked at me very severely (lots of darshan coming at me) and
declared: He's dead right, Robbie Boy. And I ain't going to say another word to
youâ€because you will turn it into one of your 'extraordinary experiences'
[SL]â€You know: you talked to the Personal God and all that, and you are going
to make a big deal of this at FFL. I just tell you, Robin, once again: You are
headed for a greater fall than even when you found out you didn't like Unity
Consciousness. Get it, Rob Baby? Now you apologize to iranitea, and I'll see you
in the Dome.

 Robin to God: In the DOME? WTF, God? Oh, I see, you mean that metaphorically.
OK, then. I will endeavour in the rest of this post to do what I can to win over
iranitea and at the same time begin to be coherent, sincere, and consistent in
all that I do and say and write from here on in. Thanks for the counselling
session, Godâ€It's just that I thought that omnisubjectivity, that that was
something you were really into. Well, I guess I don't know anything about this
first-person ontological stuff after all. F***me: I guess iranitea was right
about *that* too. OK, then. By the way, Sir: good luck with the Atman trip.

 There was a silence, and then I couldn't help but blurt out: What if you
don't like it, God? Will you be willing to return to your First Person
Ontology?

 God to Robin: Look, Robbie Bobbie: I have read your goddamn posts at FFLâ€I
am not going to get sucked into your game, OK?

 And that was it. I pretended to leave God's presenceâ€and He acted as if he
was not still infinitely intimate to me as the level of my existenceâ€He being
his own existence.

 Back to your post, iranitea:

 Robin1: Your only concern was Barry's self-esteem. Methinks the lady doth
protest