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Once upon a time
a cat and a dog and a mouse
and a little red hen
all lived together in a cozy little house.

The cat liked to sleep all day on the soft couch.
The dog liked to sleep all day on the sunny back porch.
And the mouse liked to snooze all day in the warm chair near the fireside.

So the little red hen had to do all the housework.

She cooked the meals and washed the dishes
and made the beds. She swept the floor
and washed the windows
and mended the clothes.

She raked the leaves
and mowed the grass
and hoed the garden.

One day when she was hoeing the garden
she found some grains of wheat.

"Who will plant this wheat?", cried the little red hen.

"Not I", said the cat.
"Not I", said the dog.
"Not I", said the mouse.

"Then I will", said the little red hen. And she did.

Each morning the little red hen watered the wheat and pulled the weeds.
Soon the wheat pushed through the ground and began to grow tall.


When the wheat was ripe,
the little red hen asked,
"Who will cut this wheat?"

"Not I", said the cat.
"Not I", said the dog.
"Not I", said the mouse.

"Then I will", said the little red hen.
And she did.

(To be continued...)

and tomorrow we go to a sideshow carnival party! WOOT! This is going to be an ace Halloween!
Bearded Zombie Ladies are cool. So are creepy courtesans/loony lorettes.

Time keeps whizzing by. I have been busy as a bee. So much happens that it is far too much to keep others "up to date" with. That's life, eh? Adulthood. I am sorry for not keeping in touch. I spend my spare time playing Scrabble with the mate or doing things with zee small people. I haven't forgotten any of you; I just haven't logged on to keep up with your lives. That is my fault. I'm sorry. :/ However, I do think about you all. Every single thing reminds of someone in some way. :D the tenth... happy day! trees! parenthood. pasta makes me think noodlefest, egyptian things make me think of basenjis... my striped socks and the cats make me think of my fellow sock enthusiast... the beach and incense, my sea-gypsy -spiderman/batman, my son... spanish lovesongs, stefani... my austin belita... cherries now make me think of a certain person's online nickname, sioux now makes me think of her and her old roomie... organic things make me think of the lovely flame-haired desert artist, as well as her art on my mantel...my cat's eyes make me think of a gal with long pigtails who I have only seen at concerts... bobbed hair, a girl I think I used to know, my twin I have never met... Juno/audrey hepburn, a friend through a lost dear friend... funny sayings and things that kids say, my long time friend across the pond...

"The truth - when twisted by good liars, can always make an innocent person look bad - especially if the innocent person is honest and admits his mistakes.

The basic assumption that the truth lies between the testimony of the two sides always shifts the advantage to the lying side and away from the side telling the truth. Under most circumstances, this shift put together with the fact that the truth is going to also be twisted in such a way as to bring detriment to the innocent person, results in the advantage always resting in the hands of liars - psychopaths. Even the simple act of giving testimony under oath is useless. If a person is a liar, swearing an oath means nothing to that person. However, swearing an oath acts strongly on a serious, truthful witness. Again, the advantage is placed on the side of the liar. [Robert Canup] "


"One thing we do know is this: many people who experience interactions with psychopaths and narcissists report feeling "drained" and confused and often subsequently experience deteriorating health. Does this mean that part of the dynamic, part of the explanation for why psychopaths will pursue "love relationships" and "friendships" that ostensibly can result in no observable material gain, is because there is an actual energy consumption?

We do not know the answer to this question. We observe, we theorize, we speculate and hypothesize. But in the end, only the individual victim can determine what they have lost in the dynamic - and it is often far more than material goods. In a certain sense, it seems that psychopaths are soul eaters or "Psychophagic."

"Manipulation is the key to the psychopath's conquests. Initially, the psychopath will feign false emotions to create empathy, and many of them study the tricks that can be employed by the empathy technique. Psychopaths are often able to incite pity from people because they seem like "lost souls" as Guggenbuhl-Craig writes. So the pity factor is one reason why victims often fall for these "poor" people."



http://www.cassiopaea.com/cassiopa…


"abnormal social beliefs" about violence.

Psychopaths have diminished negative reactions to violence


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narci…


DSM Criteria
A pervasive pattern of grandiosity (in fantasy or behavior), need for admiration, and lack of empathy, beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts, as indicated by five (or more) of the following[1]:

has a grandiose sense of self-importance
is preoccupied with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love
believes that he or she is "special" and unique
requires excessive admiration
has a sense of entitlement
is interpersonally exploitative
lacks empathy -but feigns it.
is often envious of others or believes others are envious of him or her
shows arrogant, haughty behaviors or attitudes

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