Respecting The Living

I don't know why, but I've never really grasped the idea of respecting the dead. As a kid, death, to me, wasn't something sad. I just thought it was that person's time to go. Letting go of the past and appreciating the dead in ourselves is much more important to me

These days it's mainly due to my belief in interdependance, the dead we are honoring live in us and not just in us but in everyone. Everyone they ever influenced in anyway. So to honor the living, and yourself, is actually just another way to honor the dead.

This feeling of interconnectedness and gratitude towards the dead for making us who we are, is to me more real than a candle on a grave. If we get stuck on the feeling that they have passed, we might forget that they still live on in us and everyone else

Had to change my name

I had to change my name.

Being against all descriptions and having a described name was eating me. Also I haven't really felt very introverted or zen in the last week. I'll tag this post with my previous posting name so you will find it. I'll check what I can do.

Psychotic Ex

I have a confession to make. I'm a psychotic ex.

Everyone has an understanding of what a psychotic ex is like. Mostly it's different kinds of stalking, jealousy and manipulation. But I'm not like that.

I'm not a psychotic ex in the normal sense of the word pairing. What I mean by psychotic ex is merely that I've been married and I suffer from psychosis. It has nothing to do with stalking or jealousy. I'm not what you would first think when you read the words.

Thinking that you know something or someone because you've heard things, might not always correlate to reality all that well.

Things aren't always that simple. You have to take into account the credibility of the source, and even then be careful what to believe.