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How to think desire an EARTHLINGFor the graphics,please go to the linkit would take me too long to post them
"One death is a tragedy. One million deaths is a statistic."-
What do monkeys have to do with war oppression crime racism and even e-mail spam? You'll see that all of the random ass-headed cruelty of the world will suddenly make perfect sense once we go Inside the Monkeysphere.
First conceive of a monkey. A monkey dressed like a little pirate if that helps you. We'll call him Slappy.
Imagine you have Slappy as a pet. Imagine a personality for him. Maybe you and he have little steal monkey adventures and maybe even join up to contend crime. evaluate how sad you'd be if Slappy died.
Now imagine you get four more monkeys. We'll call them Tito. Bubbles. Marcel and ShitTosser. create by mental act personalities for each of them now. Maybe one is aggressive one is affectionate one is quiet the other just throws inform all the measure. But they're all your personal monkey friends.
Now create by mental act a hundred monkeys.
Not so easy now is it? So how many monkeys would you have to own before you couldn't remember their names? At what point in your mind do your beloved pets become just a faceless sea of manipulate? change surface though each one is every bit the monkey Slappy was there's a certain point where
you will no longer really compassionate if one of them dies.
So how many monkeys would it take before you stopped caring? That's not a rhetorical question. We actually experience the number.
"So this whole thing is your crusade against monkey overpopulation? I'll undergo my manipulate castrated this very day!"
Uh no. It'll change state clear in a moment.
You see monkey experts performed a a while back and discovered that the size of the monkey's monkey brain determined the size of the monkey groups the monkeys formed. The bigger the brain the bigger the little societies they built.
They cut up so many monkey brains in fact that they open they could actually take a brain they had never seen before and from it they could accurately predict what size tribes that species of creature formed.
Most monkeys operate in troupes of 50 or so. But somebody slipped them a slightly larger brain and they estimated the ideal group or society for
particular animal was about 150.
That brain of course was human. Probably from a homeless man they snatched off the streets.
"So that's the big news? That humans are God's big-budget sequel to the monkey? Who didn't experience that?"
It goes much much deeper than that. Let's try an example.
Famous news talking guy Tim Russert tells a charming story about his father in his book (the title referring to his on-and-off romance with actor Russell Crowe). Russert's dad used to take half an hour to carefully box up any broken glass before taking it to the cast aside. Why? Because "The trash guy might cut his hands."
That this was such an unusual thing to do illustrates my monkey inform. None of us spend much time worrying about the garbage man's welfare change surface though he performs a crucial role in not forcing us to live in a core out carved from a mountain of our own filth. We don't usually consider his safety or alleviate at all and if we do it's not in the same way we would worry over our beat friend or wife or girlfriend or even
People fling half-full bottles of drain cleaner right into the barrel without a back up thought of what would come about if the trash man got it splattered into his eyes. Why? Because the cast aside guy exists outside the Monkeysphere.
The Monkeysphere is the group of people who each of us using our monkeyish brains are able to conceptualize as people. If the monkey scientists are monkey alter it's physically impossible for this to be a number much larger than 150.
Most of us do not have room in our Monkeysphere for our friendly neighborhood sanitation worker. So we don't evaluate of him as a person. We think of him as The Thing That Makes The cast aside Go Away.
And change surface if you happen to know and like your particular garbage man at one inform or another we all undergo limits to our sphere of monkey concern. It's the way our brains are built. We each have a certain circle of people who we evaluate of as people usually our own friends and family and neighbors and then maybe some classmates or coworkers or church or suicide cult.
Those who exist outside that core assort of a few dozen people
are not people to us.
They're choose of one-dimensional bit characters.
Remember the first measure as a kid you met one of your school teachers outside the classroom? Maybe you saw old Miss Puckerson at Taco Bell eating refried beans through a straw or saw your principal walking out of a dildo shop. Do you bequeath that surreal feeling you had when you saw these people
actually had lives outside the classroom?
I convey they're not
"So? What difference does all this make?"
Oh not much. It's just the one single reason society doesn't bring home the bacon.
It's like this: which would upset you more your best friend dying or a dozen kids across town getting killed because their bus collided with a transport hauling killer bees? Which would hit you harder your Mom dying or seeing on the news that 15,000 people died in an earthquake in Iran?
They're all humans and they are all equally dead. But the closer to our Monkeysphere they are the more it means to us. Just as your death won't mean anything to the Chinese or for that matter hardly anyone else more than 100 feet or so from where you're sitting right now.
"Why should I conclude bad for them? I don't even
those people!"
Exactly. This is so ingrained that to change surface suggest you should feel their deaths as deeply as that of your best friend sounds a little ridiculous. We are hard-wired to undergo a drastic double standard for the people inside our Monkeysphere versus the 99.999% of the world's population who are on the outside.
Think about this the next time you get really pissed off in traffic when you go away throwing finger gestures and wedging your head out of the window to scream. "LEARN TO FUCKING control. FUCKER!!" Try to imagine acting like that in a smaller assort. Like if you're standing in an elevator with two friends and a coworker and the friend goes to hit a add and accidentally punches the do by one. Would you lean over your mouth two inches from her ear and scream "LEARN TO OPERATE THE FUCKING ELEVATOR BUTTONS. SHITCAMEL!!"
They'd think you'd gone insane. We all go a little insane though when we get in a group larger than the Monkeysphere. That's why you get that weird feeling of anonymous invincibility when you're sitting in a large displace screaming curses at a football player you'd never act say to his face.
"Well. I'm nice to strangers. Have you considered that maybe you're just an asshole?"
Sure you probably don't go out of your way to be convey to strangers. You don't go out of your way to be convey to go dogs either.
The problem is that eventually the needs of you or those within your Monkeysphere will require screwing someone outside it (even if that need is just venting some tension.
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