Back in 1999 I found myself out of a job with time on my hands. To amuse myself and, perhaps, contact others with my condition (Sleep Associated Altered States of Consciousness...night terrors, OBEs in the popular vernacular. I had been troubled with these experiences for years but I stubbornly continued to believe that I was a competent judge of my own experiences. Ten years before I had decided that, rather than fight against these things, I would go along with…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on June 19, 2011 at 9:20pm — No Comments
Let’s Put Claus Back Into Christmas:
A modest proposal
Remember Christmas when you were a child?
The Season was a time to come together as family and friends...and even make Peace with your enemies for at least a few days. Christmas was all about bringing people together. Religious differences were just like social class or politics or even gender...every town was like Mayberry and had their…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on June 19, 2011 at 6:36pm — No Comments
You'll pardon me; I've already made one long response on the subject of political activity by atheists, so I'm doing this as a blog post instead.
I am responding to the post outlining the difficulties with organizing intellectuals and the statement:
"Can we overcome and find a way to remain relevant in the political arena without compromising our minds and conforming to the “majority rules” mentality?"
First, this is not an option. If we don't do this, we don't…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on June 19, 2011 at 4:16pm — No Comments
I saw my P-Doc on Monday, she switched me from xanax,,,I'd been on them for so long she felt I might respond better to a change... to kolodin (not sure of the spelling) 0.5 twice a day as needed , left the Zoloft in the morning at 200 mg and the traxedone at night at 300.
I had an appointment yesterday at, believe it or not, Creekside Counseling in Davis Creek, West Virginia. The creek ran under one end of the house. There was a long porch with wicker furniture…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on June 15, 2011 at 11:45pm — No Comments
In 1958 when we were living in Chesapeake, West Virginia on the Kanawha River and I was 8 years old I got out of bed, walked across the room to turn on the lightswitch by the door and my hand went through the wall like it was made of smoke.
Is there a scientifically accurate term for an Out of Body Experience? I hate that shit and the shoe it rode in on. I didn't really go out of my body, but I did go out of my mind for a long, long time.
My father was an itinerant preacher…Continue
when the glory of the lord shall shine
and blind men to his crimes
as the lies that he had promised me
would bind me to his tree
when all the angels in the…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on June 12, 2011 at 1:36pm — No Comments