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Collapse Fatigue

By Mr. and Mrs. Cog

When we initially awaken and realize life is not what we were taught, inner alarms scream for our attention. Even though we can sense a danger we didn’t previously perceive, we cannot judge how close it is. There is no scale to measure proximity, only the palpable fear of a real and present danger.

Naturally, most of us will desperately grasp for answers. How can this be? What does this mean? What do I do now? And who is to blame?

We need answers! Or at least we think we do.

As we search for answers, we find there is no shortage of players who are more than willing to supply us with all the answers to our now life changing questions. Most of these people speak with a voice of absolute authority, stating factoids and tidbits with complete certainty and conviction. Naturally they insist their truth must be your truth, for only a fool and still asleep sheep would reject self evident 'truth'. Continue reading Collapse Fatigue

An Old Soul Named Gray Kitty

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Cognitive Dissonance

 

We have a feral cat. Or, more accurately, a feral cat has us. We’ve named him Gray Kitty for the most obvious of reasons. The thing is……we already have a house cat, a huge twenty pound Maine Coon cat we call Tramp, the other half of Lady and the Tramp. When Mrs. Cog walked into my life nearly five years ago, in tow was the child unit, now soon off to college, and Tramp, a permanent resident.

Gray Kitty, on the other hand, is a relatively recent addition to our family, having graced our lives two years ago this past April. He doesn’t live here; he just visits to partake in the endless buffet and some lively before dinner conversation. Rarely does he stick around for long after gorging on the tasty repast. I suspect from his point of view that would be oafish and crude.

We crossed paths by accident, though I am wondering if it was ‘on accident’ for I have learned much about life interacting with Gray Kitty. Maybe the Gods were being kind to me when they dropped Gray Kitty into my life. If so, I’m grateful for the gift. Continue reading An Old Soul Named Gray Kitty

The Sociopaths Among Us

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Cognitive Dissonance

We mere mortals are at such a terrible disadvantage when dealing with the sociopathic criminal element of the world, let alone their sycophant minions and enablers. Often it isn’t even a fair fight, regardless of the fact we outnumber them a ten thousand to one.

What passes for standard operating procedure (SOP) on Wall Street and in Washington DC would never even cross our minds as a valid choice, let alone desirable or even possible to consider. In fact, we find most of the sociopath’s more egregious antics to be too fantastical to actually be true because we would never ever consider doing those things ourselves.

This social/psychological phenomenon is precisely why The Big Lie (and the mountain of smaller lies supporting The Big Lie) is so powerful and utterly believable to the average Jane or Joe. Time and time again I have heard a person, still deeply embedded within the Matrix, tell me the revelation I’ve just passed on to him or her is simply impossible, thus in their mind discredited and totally without merit. Continue reading The Sociopaths Among Us