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oldephebe I have hope for humanity. I have this thing in my chest that bruises me every time it beats or shrieks. It's keeping time. It's allowed me to become weak before anyone who holds an oppositional space before me. My hope, my idealism is partly derived by being witness to so many acts of depravity. Somehow without realizing it, as a very young man maybe 13 or 14 I became this confessor priest. I became this repository for mostly women to confide in. They shared some horrible things with me. Stories of incest, rape, religious intolerance, ostracization from the family for daring to pursue a same gender mutually gratifying relationship. I have been unfortunately the object of various individuals cruelty and inhumanity when I at an age of innocense could NOT speak for myself, did not have the words or the will or self-esteem to challenge those to whom my care was entrusted. I care so much about the world. It's not just a function of my faith, it's an emblem of my experience.

Blather is a bastion of argumentation. Blather is a micro-cosm of the myriad states of man/woman. the native americans believe the greatest gift you can recieve and or give to some one is the gift of learning. That is I mean to say the gift of the Other. The gift of hearing the other from a position of security, of openess. Birds may mount up upon the boughs of air, cheetahs may devour the ground beneath their feet and singe the air with their impossible speed. But you and I, the human are unique in all of creation in that we possess the capacity to negotiate our position, our place in this world. We possess the facility of argumentation.

All of want to argue. All of us need to argue. Argument is the medium by wich we obtain love, enmity, meaningful employment, education. We all MUST, we all NEED to argue. Let us separate the negative connotation from that word argument. We can bellow and scream our arguments through tears, we can contort our face, bruise our brow the soul constricted in frustration because we percieve the Other or the world is not giving us what we need. We can flail like a bass on a blade, in paroxyms of impotent rage.

Be right back
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oldephebe A point of clarification and or omission. The crucibles I endured as a child, the so long sagas of the sad poured into my heretofore sepulcral ear have allowed me to become weak in front of my advesary, to permit and or allow him/her to be heard w/o censure or interuption. I don't equate the term advesary for the purposes of this discussion equivalent to the term enemy. Advesary to me just means interlocutor, the other taking part in amutual agreement to negotiate the distances of our respective positions to some verisimilitude of consensus or amicably resolve that I and the other have two equally authoritative positions.

Some of the things I share here will from some of the writings of Jerry Spence an attorney who is noted for his ability to sway juries even when up against insuperable odds. (Not to mention his virtuosic manipulation of the standards and practices federal and state rules of court room conduct. Some of it will be from buhdist teachings and still yet others will be from a stand point of ways and methods to prevent the controlling sadistic personality from psyching you out. To argue is to affirm ones being. Whether it's being shrewd enough to recognize when someone floats the flag of requiring a definition and asking them what is the purpose of the definition - Is it really to clarify the basic terms of the argument or really a premeditated move to slant the argument to attach negative connotations to the asked for definition. Does the disputation really need rote definiton or does it simply need to be argued?

Argument as reasoned discourse resolves disputations or debates. Capriciously applying personal and negative associations upon an advesaries argument is not an objective appeal for clarity and justice. visceral, charismatic, coherent argumentation as an assertion of self usually engenders respect in the context of reasoned debate.

More to come
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oldephebe The true Power argument emanates from that irreducible core in the Human, in the heart. RichardIII, an ogre, an incarnation of evil relied upon his outrageous oratory, charismatic oratory to seduce the wife of the man he slew. His seduction of Anne is terrifyingly brilliant in that he seems to awake from a bottomless dream and leaps to perfection. (Albeit, an apotheosis of terror, ahem..Richard is a representation of the marraige of imagination and ambition and the means to bring his vision into the world of living flesh. And he uses the medium of charismatic oratory as an adjunct to betrayal and homicide to wrest power from thehands of his kinsmen.

In Romeo and Juliet, were there ever two more incandescent souls shining thier light upon one another?
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oldephebe We can choose to turn down the tedious clamor of those who aspire to awe and terrorize even though thier antics fail to achieve thier megalomaniacle apirations, by relegating the inept and crude conversational implications to the backwaters of pointless rhetoric. Now, here is how to pull the incandescent argument from the fiery core of your being. You don't have to be a wordsmith or a poet or an attorney or a duplicitous politician. Here's how not to get shook from the seismic undulations of the Other. Later I will discuss how the emotion appraisel process can prepare us to win, to stand at the furnaces open door as the other writhes out of his/her wound. Was it the wound that you created or some echo of a splinter lodged in his/her heart in the tender years of his youth?

We have been locked in the basement, in the attic in the closet by those who enjoy the power we relinquish to them. Poor parents, teachers, fascist coaches sadistic older brother/sisters. The keys to your freedom, to our freedom lie in the very well spring of our indignant, sorrowful, ecstatic passionate hearts. The power to step into the presence of power heedless of the antics of your advesary, your abusive boyfriend, your controlling and manipulative girl friends, your tyrannical parents, or the high pressure salesman. This power is already yours. It's already in you.

Are you ready?
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oldephebe sometimes confrontation is neccessary

sometimes it is the only thing that saves us from losing ourselves, from surrendering to the sadistic contrl freaks machinations, they did not writ ehte script, they do NOT know the words ro choreograph the steps that you DON'T have to rehearse over and over again.

You don't have to whisper your argument into a pillow wet with your tears, and no one to hear them in the darkness of your room, you don't have to allow them to steal pieces of you

someone, in the distant immutable past has conditioned us, held us under the water and wouldn't let us come up for air, someone taught us to cower in the vast shadow of thier imposing presence and the sharp bark of their brittle bravado

but it is more than the gilded music of eloquence for eloquence sake, that anemic tremulous voice is not our TRUE voice, the tongue that strikes a great black bell is our true voice, under lock and key, under all the years of rote behavior, all the years of being emotionally raped, all the years of relinquishing our arguments, our lives, our self esteem to another, we've locked the door and swallowed the key, i'll say that again - we've locked the door and swallowed the key...the key is inside of us, the key to finding our true voice, a powerful plain speaking irrefutable voice, for every misbelief there is a countervailing key or affirmation...find your voice, find your heart, find your Source instead of choking in the morass of the immutable unchangeable past

Tell them "I won't allow you to dictate the terms of my argument to me! You cannot! I will NOT allow you!" 041202 		041203
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