I don't know that there are more of them, but there is a more accepted awareness of them in this age. Many, in years gone by, were tortured for being different.................
They cannot by law ignore your wishes..... If you have downloaded the forms, (see video link above), fill them, and give them to your local bishop, then they have to send them on to Rome and you get an an acknowledgement back. I know people who have done this. It is really easy if you take the time to do it.
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring.
These days I like the poetry of
Miroslav Holub
"The Teaching of the Master"
He spoke and the shirts of penitents fell to the ground, impregnated.
It was the Caesarian section of thought, plush dolls were born, jubilating. It was a profile of Everyman, cut out of black paper. Ladybugs crawled out from under our fingernails. Trumpets were heard at the walls of Jericho. Our genes sizzled.
It was magnificent, as he spoke. It's just that I can't recall what he was talking about.
and Emily Dickinson
"Wild Nights -wild nights".
Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!
Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!
Even if my ex was heading up the rescue team, and would only rescue me on condition I made things up with him, I still wouldn't go back to an abusive relationship with him.
I have had a few near death experiences where my life flashed before me. (It really does too). There is no heart searching in it. You don't make decisions at all.
Mostly there isn't time for self recrimination, expecially if a building were to fall on you and you were moving in and out of conciousness, your only concern really, would be water and how you could find it and retain it for survival.
It is not, in one way, like people think, in that you change your mind about things. After that first split second, it just resigns you for death, nothing else. It just gives you a sense of peace so you can do the transition. No thinking involved.
“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.”
Henry David Thoreau
This would suggest, (to me anyway),that the quiet desperation stills the creativity in a man........that the desperation stops their best effort from being produced. I'd agree with my understanding of this view, for I have experienced similar things happen in my life in times of quiet desperation.
(Very much in contrast/opposition to what Jim Carrey said.) Maybe it depends on the man. Some thrive on the challenges that desperation brings.
The pressures causing stress in today's modern world certainly don't make for a peaceful contented life.
The feeling of needing to compete, too, can cause a kind of desperation in some.
though Jim Carrey has different notions on it, with this quote:-
“Desperation is a necessary ingredient to learning anything, or creating anything. Period. If you ain't desperate at some point, you ain't interesting.”
I know men who stay married, call it seperated, and live like they are single/divorced, just because they are afraid of commitment, or just want to keep potential marriage partners at bay. They have no intention of ever getting divorced. Women then can only go so far, when, suprise, there is this obstacle in the way of marriage and commitment. This hurdle that halts the whole progression of plans for a future. Their "out".
Not saying this happens in all cases. There are those who genuinely haven't had time to get a divorce or it is in progress but sometimes that gets prolonged working out details etc.
But often married men stay married because they never have to take a chance again and let themselves be vulnerable in either the love or money departments.
To be tied in any way, legal or otherwise to anyone I have left would be anathema to me. I find a clean severance of all ties is best, for me at least. There is no string metaphorically, or otherwise, tying me to a past I wish to forget and move on from.
RE: 2012 ??? -- Dates In Persepctive
Evidence!Will leave you to continue talking to yourself now.