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September 22, 2020 at 10:09 am in reply to: Struggling with Friends and this Political Climate #367078
Canadian EagleParticipantIf everyone supported Trump all would be great
Canadian EagleParticipantWhat is fake news ? …… other people’s truths that you can’t accept
Canadian EagleParticipantHow do we know what is really true ?
Canadian EagleParticipantWith the internet we now have the opportunity to air our concerns and emotions on forums, many of these forums are public so we all need to be careful not to share too much personal details that would reveal our identity , so we all tweak the facts , different names, dates and locations, that kind of thing. But, the emotional essence and important facts supporting the emotions are accurate to provide context for the readers.
Recently, I was on a public forum and shared details of a long running emotional struggle as I value insights and suggestions from others. One participant reading my posts discovered some inconsistencies in my many updates and replies, issues with date sequencing mostly. This led this participant to accuse me of being a lier, writing this in very strong terms.
My question now is when is the truth a lie, how far do you have to go in protecting you identity on a public forum before your truth becomes a lie. What’s are acceptable identity protecting tactics and at what stage do these tactics distort the truth to the extent that your truth becomes a lie ?
Canadian EagleParticipantGreat poem …NOSTALGIA by Billy Collins
Remember the 1350? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,and I was draped in one of those capes, that were popular,the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework…..Everyone would pause for beer and onion soup in the afternoon,and at night we would play a game called “Find the Sheep.”Everything was hand-lettered then, not like today.Where has the summer of 1582 gone? Brocade and sonnet…marathons were the rage. We used to dress up in the flags..of rival baronies and conquer one another in cold rooms of stone.Out on the Crazy dance floor we were all doing the Strugglewhile your sister practiced the Daphne all alone in her room…We borrowed the jargon of farriers for our slang.These days language seems transparent, a badly broken code.The 1780s will never come again. Childhood was big them…People would take walks to the very tops of hills..and write down what they saw in their journals without speaking.Our collars were high and our hats were extremely soft.We would surprise each other with alphabets made of twigs.It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead.I am very fond of the period between 1816 and 1821.Europe trembled while we sat still for our portraits…And I would love to return to 1901 if only for a moment,time enough to wind up a music box and do a few dance steps,or shoot me back to 1923 or 1941, or at least let merecapture the serenity of last month when we pickedberries and glided through afternoons in a canoe.Even this morning would be an improvement over the present……..I was in the garden then, surrounded by the hum of beesand the Latin names of flowers, watching the early lightflash off the slanted windows of the greenhouseand silver the limbs on the rows of dark hemlocks.As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past,letting my memory rush over them like waterrushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream.I was even thinking a little about the future, that placewhere people are doing a dance we cannot imagine,a dance whose name we can only guess.why no just enjoy the nowCanadian EagleParticipantIs logic truths?
Can you have truth with out facts ?
Can my truth contradict your truth ?
Canadian EagleParticipantI think people have different levels is nostalgia , some live ( and love ) in the past ….
Canadian EagleParticipantQuotes on Nostalgia that I like
The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.
Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.
Memory believes before knowing
Canadian EagleParticipantPeter
Yes, you are correct it is a sense of what is really missing now. Actions and decisions made along time ago were done with free will, both heart and mind. But, with rose tinted nostalgic glasses then it may feel like you missed out on some possibilities that were there for the taking .
The internet does not help , before events and people were distant memories but now it is possible to reconnect or see what they are doing now. This colours the “what if “ imagination.
Also, in your youth life is full of options and possibilities. In your youth you believe you have time to change course and reverse . However, life marches on, and decisions made have consequences that frame your life . As you get older your options shut down , a good life leads to stagnation.
Reinventing your self is key, expose yourself to new possibilities , new risks . The challenge is knowing where to start
Tony
Canadian EagleParticipantDid life end up exciting you …. it has so much to offer
Canadian EagleParticipantChelsey
Did you ever get closure …… I find that if some captured your heart, a part of your heart will always belong to them ….. in time you come to treasure these memories
Canadian EagleParticipantDo you still write things down ?
I find writing ( even though I am dyslexic) extremely helpful, I write every day
Canadian EagleParticipantAngela
Did you end up getting married ?
Canadian EagleParticipantMelissa
did you rediscover the romance ?
Canadian EagleParticipantLaura
Did you end up being found ?
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