Yogan's Journey to Life

 The baby doesn't matter. The fetus doesn't matter. A baby while cute, is empty. The parent, the adult is a person, with a vast range of experiences and memories, that which a baby can't and doesn't have. A baby will over time take in their environment, take in the information, and the programming for better or worse.  A parent, who currently in our system, makes the money and thus provides for the child, does have the final say. A woman has hundreds of thousands of eggs in her that could become babies. Those are fucking little cells, are they gonna have hundreds of thousands of babies? This physical reality is matter. Life is everywhere in everything. For a baby to live it has to kill and eat thousands of other things, all those cells.  If you want to take this into religion and god, the first sin of man is man believing that man is more or less than anything else in existence. The separation from life, from all, as one and equal is the original sin.  Man is a colle...

 The people I really hate are those that try to hurt others either physically, mentally or emotionally, and especially those who target me. I can see the faces of them making jokes about the deficiencies of someone (me) and hollering. Like the only real enjoyment is how mad I get. Bullies.  The enjoyment of torturing another *me. The picking on. The taking advantage of my kindness and silence. Piling on and never stopping even when I tell them to. Literally their enjoyment is seeing suffering. Saying the words of derision. Making fun of me being me. Making fun of me living and expressing as me.  And especially someone who is a bully who says/pretends they are walking process. It makes me want to give up. To lack that basic component of caring for others.  I let bullies win, and they know it and sense it.  The people I look up to, I know they wouldn't stay silent. They would say exactly what was needed. I just hate them so much. I forgive myself for accepting and...