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Other leveling ideas.

If it’s okay for men, then let’s flip the scales. If we don’t have reproductive rights, then let’s reclaim everything else. After all the population is nearly 50/50 by birth genders, it should be easy to flip everything.

  • A bar and grill staffed by men in muscle shirts and very tight pants… Or shirtless… Or maybe just serving food in g-strings. Call it “Chips in Dale’s”. Have it woman owned and women managed, and only hire male body builders.
  • “Schlong’s Deli” same staff idea- muscle men scantily clad, but serving hot dogs, brats, and sub sandwiches. Anything that can be served in measurements of length. 🤣
  • Strip clubs featuring only men all the time.
  • Female pimps with whore houses of only men.
  • Predominantly male human trafficking.
  • Once we figure out men caring babies to term, refuse to do abdominal reconstruction on anyone because it’s merely a known side effect of bearing children, and if they become incontinent, oh well, they can do the same things offered to women now.
  • Banking laws and rules will be flipped. Women will always be listed as primary on accounts and mortgages, and men will require cosigners, but women would be free and clear to open any account on their own, including larger than feasible balance limits.
  • Credit cards would be given to women freely and men would have to beg.
  • Credit rules would favor women, including credit ratings and interest rates.
  • Wage scales would be flipped so that for every woman’s dollar a man would make the $0.82.
  • Men would have female managers that could manipulate them into sexual favors and because all managers would suddenly be women they’d all turn blind eyes on the matter.
  • The government would be replaced with predominantly female politicians.
  • Men would have to cry to get out of speeding tickets, but women would be allowed to do as they please unless it’s excessive, and then they’ll just get a slap on the wrist.
  • Once sex is obsolete we can hook men up to milking machines to collect sperm. Pay them minimum wage (the current legal $7.25/hr) for their time.
  • Hire only men as table servers in restaurants and pay them the current tipped employee minimum wage of $2.13/hour.
  • If all else fails, we’ll end up with two factions of society doing the same things in opposite gender regards.

Fair’s Fair.

Fair’s Fair, or Wake Up

A proposed tit-for-tat legislation to level the playing field from yesterday.

  • All those who currently support the pro-lifer movement and any persons signing up moving forward, will be mandatorily registered with a pro-lifer database.
  • All those in the database will be required to donate a live kidney, and will also be assigned to the organ donor registry in the pro-lifer category which will be irrevocable.
  • All pro-life registry persons will be required to train for and complete a minimum of 4 shifts per month guarding the school nearest them against mass shootings, public or private, regardless of whether they have any relations attending or working at said school, and regardless of their own age or skills.
  • Additionally, all pro-life registered persons will be required to pay an additional 10% tax as tithing to the unwanted children’s fund which will be charged with caring for and adoption or fostering of children which would have otherwise been aborted.
  • Since bearing children and raising children has never been financially compensated, then none of the pro-life registry requirements will be compensated either. If you choose to revoke women’s reproductive rights, then you also assume full responsibility for reprecussions.
  • Since abortion is so horrible and preventable, funds will be raised and committed to development of reliable male uterus implantation. Men will then be required to carry half of all children produced, regardless as to whether they wanted to or not, and regardless of any risks of male childbearing.
  • Additionally, any persons harmed in any way by a penis (rape, anal rape, molestation, incest, etc), and whom retaliate with castration or any other bodily harm including murder, will be exempt from any judicial proceedings or incarceration, so long as the victim calls emergency services as immediately as possible after said altercation.
  • Any woman whom is impregnated via forced intercourse of any kind will be provided with nursing care and psychological therapy for the entirety of the pregnancy. They will also be provided with paid leave from whatever job they hold for the duration of the pregnancy and a minimum of 6 weeks post partum, and upon birth will be given the choice of what happens to the baby. Employers will be required to add additional coverage to their workers comp insurance to cover this contingency. If the forceably impregnated woman chooses to keep the child she will receive a stipend monthly until the child is 18, in accordance for living expenses for the child based on current costs of living, that stipend will be drawn from the unwanted children’s fund.
  • Also, because childbearing beyond 40 is seen as high risk, both women and men will be sterilized at 40. That way no husband will ever be able to impregnate their wives beyond safe childbearing years, vastly reducing the risks necessitating medical abortions. Additionally, having more than 4 children also increases risks for pregnancy and delivery, so women will be granted voluntary hysterectomy after their fourth child, and insurance will be required to cover the procedure.

Women don’t need sex near as much as men do. And currently birth is only possible through a woman (with a couple of experimental exceptions). I propose that all women whom have been hurt by a penis pick up the nearest weapon and kill said penis, castrate, murder, whatever works (I’d love to, but my memories are too blurred to know for certain which man or boy in my family was the offender). Then whomever is left can just be cut off from contact with women. The homophobic bastards will get over their fears really quick if they ever want sex again.

Perhaps though, we could all realize the rediculous nature of all of this, and undo yesterday’s madness.

Be real, taking the responsibility for unwanted children is a massive undertaking, and no child should ever carry the label of unwanted.

Additionally, you have to wake up and see the slippery slope. If we help the government take rights away that we diligently fought for, then they will just keep taking, and before you know it we’ll be just like North Korea or China. You’ll be gunless and told what to do all of your life. If that’s what you really want then move there, and leave the rest of us out of it.

Beyond that, unless you have $10 Billion or more in the bank, you are just as much a sheep as anyone else. The powers in control would love to control all the sheep fully and completely, and it is up to the masses in cooperation to prevent that.

May you see the tragedy that has occurred and the lack of responsibility in what was done. May we all see a few injust justices with targets on their heads and know that where there is a will there is a way (there are now plenty of sharpshooter females, are any of them pissed enough?). May we all have our freedoms back and understand that restricting one and not the other isn’t okay, so we either have to let everyone be free or risk losing our own freedom in all regards. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

As for me, I’m tired of this fight and all others, I’m at my rope’s end. I am willing to take leave of Earth. My kids will figure it out eventually, and since I can’t stand being around conservative men with offensive anti-woman, anti-rights beliefs I feel I may need to leave immediately. The past 24 hours I have fought hard to not hurt the men in my immediate vacinity, because their behaviors trigger my traumas. I know I was hurt and having society say I am not worthy of respect and choice has made me want to lash out at every person with a penis I see. Sadly, I know I am capable of killing someone, so I’d rather kill myself and be free of all of it.

Om Shanti

I am who I am

I am ME
I am greater
Yet
I am me
I am human

Two in one
Infinitely
Complex

One ultimately
Infinitely
Undefinable
One finitely
Labelable

Two parts
Of MY
Whole

I will never
Change
Because
I am constantly
Changing

Always being
Me
Improving

Striving
Work
Never-ending
Possibilities
Of betterment

Worked too hard
To undo
What's done

Won't
Can't
Go back
To worse
To lesser

Times
Emotions
Attitudes

Main trajectory
Upwards
Aimed for
Heaven
Goals in mind

Knowing
Inaccuracies
In My aim

Willing to settle
Heaven
Isn't necessarily
In the
Sky

Stars
Do
Fall

Dreams
May come
In disguise
Or as
Surprise

Still have to
Aim
Somewhere

Just
Aim for
Improvement
You'll always
Be right

~Treasa Cailleach



May you see yourself in new light, and see others in the best ways possible now. May you have more understanding, acceptance, and appreciation for your journey within. May you know your greatest journey and most wonderful rewards come from elements unseen, others will rarely notice. May you feel the knowing that you have worked towards improvement and bettered your life and those around you. May you know you have had an impact on this world and be at peace with how that manifested. May you know your mortality and accept the process peacefully when the time is ripe. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all you do.

Om Shanti

I figured it out

My daughter was talking about one of her best friends who goes by the name Lenny and prefers the pronoun “they”. I discovered that it made me feel uncomfortable. I have nothing against people choosing their descriptors but in the moment of the conversation it felt awkward, and I was trying to figure out why.

Finally, this morning I realized it is because of the ‘is/are‘ English rules which I learned in school. When I was taught English if you were talking about someone using he, she, their name, or saying “that person” you always used IS. Likewise, if you said they you had to use are, and most of the time ‘they are’ was a plural statement but last night my daughter was using it in the singular and it just felt off.

She had pointed out prior that they did get used in singular such as “they lost their wallet, I hope they come back to get it”. And I agreed, but my epiphany fits with this. The wallet statement is devoid of the is/are connundrum.

So, I’m going to give some examples of where I realized I was feeling the”wrongness” in the moment.

Like her wallet example, I’m used to: “They dropped their item, I hope they realize they lost it and come back for it.” And “Are they going to the show?”

But last night it was more: “They get scared easily; they are easily frightened by…; they came around the corner and screamed from being startled; they don’t really like scary things but we convinced them to do two haunted houses”

The phrases being said sounded plural, like she was talking about multiple people, but it was just the one friend. It really did feel off and somewhat confusing. I personally would have rather heard “Lenny” repeated throughout.

So after a good night’s sleep, I finally figured out the-how of my glitch with using “they” as a singular pronoun…. Now I just have to figure out how to make my brain okay with language rules learned in early elementary.

I’m certain it doesn’t help that being dyslexic. I struggled with learning language rules in a repeatable sort of way. It also doesn’t help that I learned to hate being wrong at an early age, getting things wrong meant bad grades and the wrath of my father screaming at me that I can do better. So I worked 3 times as hard to avoid that. It means once I understood something I really locked it away in a don’t-fuck-up sort-of-way. It’s extra hard to change something learned young in that manner.

Not impossible, just really really difficult.

I’ve fixed lots of things, this will eventually be another. Or maybe I’m not alone and someone is already working on an English-speaking-rules adjustment.

May you understand your hiccups with verbal speed bumps. May you see how to make things okay for yourself so they can be okay for others. May you find a way around every broken element of your psyche. May you fix your brain to fix your life. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

And today’s Abraham quote:

Every religion on the planet, and there are so many more than you are even aware of, has the potential of absolute thriving. But when you think that you must prove that you have the only one that is right—and you use your condemnation to push against the others—your condemnation separates you from your own Connection that, before your condemnation, you were finding in your own religion.

Excerpted from Boston, MA on 10/2/04

Our Love,
Esther
(and Abraham and Jerry)

Courage

I’m sharing this particular version of the music video for the lyric edits and the statement she is making with her costuming and stage presence. It resonated with me strongly, but I also love the more common version used in movie/theatrical productions.

The reason I am sharing it is weird and complex.

Yesterday, after having listened to it dozens of times, I heard the notes from my childhood. Those keyboard notes I played for my mom over and over again asking her if she knew what song they came from. I just knew I had heard them before. My mom would get sick of hearing them and send me to my room so that the sound was more muffled. She could ignore me easier.

Now I have heard them again from another source. They are the notes of the line: “you’re not alone in all this, you’re not alone I promise”.

I’m not a music historian and I never did figure out where I had heard those notes, so I have no idea if they appear in other music with a slightly different rhythm or anything. But now I have heard them from SIA.

Between the meaning of the lyrics, and the realization I may have ‘heard’ the song 34 years before it existed, I cried.

It doesn’t help that I keep playing the song to give myself strength.

My family is not well. The battle I have been working on, and picking apart, for myself for over 7 years (it started before I got pregnant with Ian and he’s going to turn 7 in 2 months) is taking a drastic toll on my family.

I mentioned before that I was certain, since I discovered the root cause, it was likely the reason all of us have struggled for decades: EBV- Epstein Barr Virus.

I mentioned after my trip to CT that I found out mom was ignoring significant symptoms, my brother had been diagnosed with thyroid cancer, and dad has been slowly dieing for almost a year now.

Well, a call from my mom recently, after my brother cleared surgery, filled me in. She explained he cleared surgery and they had removed 9 lymph nodes with his thyroid. All 9 tested positive for cancer, but he is optimistic and radiation starts in a month.

The knowing has been part of my struggle this week, and the reason I’m propping myself up with music.

I’m scared for my brother. I’m scared for myself. We are too young to deserve this.

And it’s because Western medicine blew off a virus for decades, almost a century, as not being worth their time to solve. Before or after they knew how much damage it could do, and people still regularly catch Mono.

I am literally fighting a loosing battle, that an institution with more resources than I can imagine, wrote off as unnecessary.

The anger in me is massive and I am doing everything in my power to shake it off and keep rising my vibration, it’s my only hope.

I will keep doing what I can and have been doing. Hopefully I will find success where my family didn’t, simply because their doctors never bothered to search for a root cause.

I will keep sending prayers for my brother and his family. For everyone I know that is struggling with their health. For the world, because we have a new EBV in Covid, medicine just wants to document and occasionally treat symptoms as needed. I sincerely hope that 80 years from now there is an entirely different outcome for Covid, but my inner gut feeling tells me otherwise. I believe we are all going to need prayers to get through the long-term ramifications of 2020. So prayers I send.

May you never know the fear of dieing before you are ready. May you always have a healthy and joyful life. May you enjoy your days to the fullest and have hope for your offspring. May you see the resources available and be able to utilize them for self-healing. May you find the health you seek and maintain your alignment with God. May you know your purpose here in this world and may you leave this world a better place. Above all may you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti