Optisolv – towards a good release

Optisolv – towards a good release

To increase social acceptance of the actions of people with subjectively life-limiting expectations who want to die at their own convenience.

My experience, while perhaps much different from yours, ought nonetheless to be given credence and stand on its own merit. Do not impose your fears or your faiths on me. What I decide is what I want.

Fearful righteous people insist on rationality and competence and elapsed time before acting because the alternative is unimaginable, literally impossible to even contemplate, too chaotic, a full threat to social structure. If humans could kill impulsively without contemplation, if they'd kill themselves, they'd also kill me. That permission would destroy our sound structure, so therefore we forbid non-violent means of choosing to die. We allow shooting, jumping, hanging, crashing, but not swallowing and sleeping.

Depression is a straw man. If depression is a medical illness it should not be isolated as the only illness for which one is expected to keep treating and suffering. At a minimum, we must Include depression as an accepted reason for ending life. There must be lots of choice about undergoing technology-driven life extensions. Premature death makes an assumption about statistically average life expectancy; choice is about an individual decision about sufficiency; choice is a satisfactory fulfillment of a desire to stop.

Rewiring?

Are Buddhist practice and other forms of meditation rewiring for the next evolutionary step?

Does meditation begin to reprogram the hard-wired fear auto-response.

Are all the lowering-stress practices merely indoctrination, a denial of a harsh society. Is death denying is part of today's unreality?

Hope thus becomes a stressor, a perpetuation of illusion, a rejection of the real.

Do practices like Buddhist meditation dim the amplitude of the switch between stress and resisting acting on the stress, creating consonance?

I wonder.

Reality is a fractal ...

Reality is a fractal in motion, self-similar, iterative, with fractional dimension, ... for recursive I-making.

Composting my discontents

Pride in compost from a satisfied green gardener made me wish I had such a close-by way to not waste. Somehow that idea of converting decomposition into renewal remained in my thoughts, waiting for an implementation. How, I wondered can I develop composting for what I no longer need. I began to think of breaking down and recycling discontents and distresses that I'm not using, releasing them as their components, and taking back in ways to fertilize myself with an intention to synchronize with flow. I found the way to do this very close-by, on my meditation cushion, breathing out in, disassembled, what I didn't need, and breathing in alignment.

A yellow lobster has been caught

Yellow lobsters, black swans

Next will be a purple fawn.

Indefinite ...

Dawn, lawn, pawn, con, gone.

Evidence resistance and cognitive dissonance

Kathryn Schultz urges, in Being Wrong, “Recall Leon festinger, who found that failed prophecies often lead to an upsurge in faith.” (p 204)

So also with the prophecies of risk and danger which incite the advocates of coercion-masked-as-treatment - - - the more force fails, the more they organize to increase the amount and scope of commitment.

Coaching, counseling and listening

I’ve been reading discussions about psychiatric coercion- services which are contingent on accepting a diagnosis, taking meds; providers using leverage for compliance. On a peer provider list, there was a post about motivation counseling, that because it was subtly suggestive, motivating towards a suggested goal (maybe med compliance), that it’s coercion was insidious. The conclusion was that reflective listening is non-coercive, allowing persons to find their own truth, thus was what peers should provide to each other.

I agree that many people who cope with mood swings, fear, voices and visions need to find our own voice, hear ourselves, that reflective listening helps a lot with that. But I also think that only listening to one’s own voice is a closed universe, one is trapped by one’s own limitations and experience. To me, expecting reflective listening to be enough for change and growth seems as if I were to introspect long enough I would be able to be able suddenly to have the insight to speak Parsi. I think there’s a hostility in refusing to offer suggestions, a condescension, a retaining of the power imbalance. I think coaching and therapy fail if they insist on working within a finite personal field.