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02 Feb 16
Originally posted by Ghost of a DukeOh man (or whatever), now you gone and done it. The floodgates have been opened.🙄😀
Grampy old chap, quotes (real and made up) have their place but are usually more effective when used sparingly. Really would like to hear your own words more often, especially on such an interesting/serious topic.
Originally posted by Ghost of a Dukeyeh! more Gramps and less FMF and 'leg humping' sidekick slobberjeester please!
Grampy old chap, quotes (real and made up) have their place but are usually more effective when used sparingly. Really would like to hear your own words more often, especially on such an interesting/serious topic.
Originally posted by Ghost of a DukeWoa as an existentialist philosopher I reject the premise that our choices are forced! saying that SWMBO must be obeyed so could could have a point! gulp!
Yes, my point was of course that the issue is very complex.
In regards to that particular client, it could be argued that he had 'choice' over the matter for 20 years when he 'chose' to endure the constant (negative) voices in his head, and crippling paranoia that made him a virtual prisoner in his home and his life thoroughly miserable. The point ...[text shortened]... wasn't the issue for him. He had just had enough.
Sometimes in life our choices are forced.
02 Feb 16
Originally posted by Ghost of a Dukei just spent a half hour working on rhymes to convey the idea that instructing ole bostobobollo about any sort of life enhancement is entirely futile...
Grampy old chap, quotes (real and made up) have their place but are usually more effective when used sparingly. Really would like to hear your own words more often, especially on such an interesting/serious topic.
but, it was futile...
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Originally posted by robbie carrobieAn existentialist philosopher?! (A Ghost quietly chuckles over his rice pudding).
Woa as an existentialist philosopher I reject the premise that our choices are forced! saying that SWMBO must be obeyed so could could have a point! gulp!
Okay sir, please put yourself for a moment in the position of someone with a serious mental health issue. (*As people believing in omnipresent choices are invariably those who have them). Imagine being tormented by voices in your head, 'constantly'. And not just voices, but voices that say horrible negative things, voices that even medication can't switch off. And boy have you tried medication, a guinea pig for this mental health drug and that mental health drug, this side effect and that side effect. (Sometimes taken voluntarily, sometimes forced into you by injection by nurses on a secure mental health ward, all freedom and dignity lost the moment you suffered a mental health relapse and found yourself sectioned under the mental health act). Now imagine these constant negative voices in your head, telling you you're worthless or to hurt somebody are accompanied by a paranoia that people are out to get you, that your house is bugged, that your water supply has been poisoned. Imagine you isolate yourself in your flat to stay safe, that you lose all social contacts, that you start to neglect yourself, that you are swallowed up by depression and deep despair, that the people who offer to help you,....can not help you. Imagine 20 years pass and things only get worse, that there simply is no longer any hope in you, no happiness. Imagine it reaches a point where you can no longer function where every minute of every day is intolerable. - As 'this person',can you truly say you 'reject the premise that our choices are forced!'' That you can not relate to the idea that 'some people' in such a desperate state truly believe to the core of their being that they have no choice, that their only option is to end it all, that they simple can not face another moment of existence?
Originally posted by Ghost of a Dukeyou know, yer previous post about the guy with the demons in his head,
Did you write those on the walls of your padded cell?
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the confinement to "hospitals" that have bars on the windows,
and every door is double locked,
and forced medications, whether they help or not,
reminds me of a dream, a recurring dream, that i have...
there are no padded cells, just gurneys with wide, thick leather straps buckled tightly...
it's hard to swallow my own spit some days...
Originally posted by Ghost of a DukeYou don't view me as an existentialist philosopher? a curse on your rice pudding!
An existentialist philosopher?! (A Ghost quietly chuckles over his rice pudding).
Okay sir, please put yourself for a moment in the position of someone with a serious mental health issue. (*As people believing in omnipresent choices are invariably those who have them). Imagine being tormented by voices in your head, 'constantly'. And not just voic ...[text shortened]... t their only option is to end it all, that they simple can not face another moment of existence?
Sir I have direct experience. I have family member who suffers those very things, who has been hospitalised on three occasions sectioned under the mental health act, for harming themselves and attempted suicide, had it been turpentine on one occasion rather than white spirit the doctors said that they possibly would be dead. I have visited daily for several months psychiatric units in various hospitals. I tell you this because it is not possible even with a great stretch of the imagination to put oneself in such a position, their reality is not our reality the experience too traumatic to relate to.
Mental illness and the extent to which it diminishes any personal responsibility is interesting in itself but it is futile to use an anomaly to gauge personal responsibility. To lose all hope appears to me to be a spiritual crisis rather than a purely medical one.
02 Feb 16
Originally posted by rookie54Saliva's one of the essential ingredients in preparing Thailand's "Bird's Nest Soup".
you know, yer previous post about the guy with the demons in his head,
the confinement to "hospitals" that have bars on the windows,
and every door is double locked,
and forced medications, whether they help or not,
reminds me of a dream, a recurring dream, that i have...
there are no padded cells, just gurneys with wide, thick leather straps buckled tightly...
it's hard to swallow my own spit some days...