A Thread For Healing

[E.H. Ruddock]

Dev i like you and trag so i want you to get along!

[Mickey]

Dev part of the problem is that you perceive slights that aren’t even there.

Like if I ask “Dev did you have to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you?”, you’d probably think I was trying to be a jerk.

But I’d be genuinely asking if you had to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you.

Malicious personal attack disgusted as a snotty, sneering question. Total trag

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Mickey]

Miss me with that insolence twelve stepper

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[verb_to_trust]

And my point about shtick was because this supposedly serious thread devolved into shtick immediately and Joey participated in that joking. So this actually is about Joey misinterpreting my comment again.

I apologize for misinterpreting your posts, Dev. That's on me.

I'm curious, though, where you see me participating in joking in this thread? Either I'm forgetting a post or we're not on the same page here. Which might explain why we can't find common ground here.

See I kinda knew you would feel like this. To me most of your posts on the first 2 pages except the original post seem shticky. And many of those posts are responses to posts thst were clearly shtick. For me this is not a hugely important point though. I just made a joke about how the thread had in my opinion turned into shtick.

I can't speak for others.

It’s literally all youve done in the thread you freak

[Ello Sailor]

For that matter, the people who enjoy my sillier posting need to help me maintain order on the board against the incels. Like I think if everyone who thought Soma was trash spoke up when he was acting like trash it would deter him. But he just hears me telling him what he is so he delusionally believes in what he is doing.

Yo Dev weren't you saying just the other day that you never think about me? It appears that I'm parked up in that mushy brain of yours rent free!

[Dev]

I can't pretend to know what someone I've not met irl has been through in their lives. But it must be something nightmarish to need to insist that a genuine gesture of good faith healing is nothing but a scam. I'd say it's sad and I'd probably feel some level of empathy for their situation if that person wasn't verb. Who does not deserve our empathy or understanding.

But I think even he can heal. In fact, I remember a time when he wasn't so far up his own ass that he was fun to post with. I'm not sure if it was r2d's meltdown and perma-ban that did it, or my blocking him on Strava, but it started before Covid, so it's not as simple as that. Whatever the cause, he wasn't always like this. Which is how we can tell this is a choice.

He's made his, I've made mine. There can be no healing between us, perhaps. But we can heal individually. And the best path toward that for us, is to just ignore.

This is a pretty condescending post

"He must have been through something nightmarish"

Who would actually accept an apology from this guy? So phoney!

It's just hard to accept an apology from someone who has just brutalized for apparently no reason. I was finally having fun posting again and then Joey brought up our decade old fight and that gave Soma an excuse to go more incel on me etc. It all compounded into making posting here kinda shitty again. So now I make less content again and more posting time is spent engaging in these battles rather than having fun banter with people like tree_. For that matter, the people who enjoy my sillier posting need to help me maintain order on the board against the incels. Like I think if everyone who thought Soma was trash spoke up when he was acting like trash it would deter him. But he just hears me telling him what he is so he delusionally believes in what he is doing.

Soma gave me an apology not that long ago and I really appreciated it. I credit that with healing our (his and mine) RM relationship.

Eh, but how do you feel about his behaviour towards others in general? I think it's obviously unacceptable and I don't think it's enough that he just cleared the air between the two of you. Just because someone is nice to me specifically does not mean they are a good person.

I have no idea if he's a good person. I suspect everyone here probably thinks they are a good person, and most probably are, regardless of how they present on RM.

All of these accounts and interactions need reference and context. We can all be assholes sometimes (me perhaps most of all). And I don't like seeing people harass or be shitty to other users. Some level of context and understanding helps. Soma reached out and I appreciated what he had to say and it provided some context.

Malice rubbed a lot of RMers the wrong way, but I always loved and respected her. I'm pissed that she's not here anymore. But I also get that many here thought she was too toxic and detrimental to the community. A lot of RMers had major issues with her.

K so back to to this post.

Obviously context is always relevant to an extent. For that matter, I didn't make those afformentioned comments that you hated so much in vacuum. I felt justifiably angry in the moment.so was it ok? Or are somethings unacceptable in any context? I think you know some things are unacceptable in any case.

Is there any context in which the following string of posts made over the course of a couple weeks is acceptable or is does the following behavior seem a bit excessive/unacceptable to you?:

http://forums.theskyiscrape.com/viewtop ... ead#unread

[Dev]

For that matter, the people who enjoy my sillier posting need to help me maintain order on the board against the incels. Like I think if everyone who thought Soma was trash spoke up when he was acting like trash it would deter him. But he just hears me telling him what he is so he delusionally believes in what he is doing.

Yo Dev weren't you saying just the other day that you never think about me? It appears that I'm parked up in that mushy brain of yours rent free!

This is who you "made peace with", Epilogue. I'd like to think you are better than this.

[tree_]

A thread for heeling

[Ello Sailor]

Dev, your crusade to have me punished is getting a little...

[Dev]

For that matter, the people who enjoy my sillier posting need to help me maintain order on the board against the incels. Like I think if everyone who thought Soma was trash spoke up when he was acting like trash it would deter him. But he just hears me telling him what he is so he delusionally believes in what he is doing.

Yo Dev weren't you saying just the other day that you never think about me? It appears that I'm parked up in that mushy brain of yours rent free!

And again you try to 1 up me, but misrepresent what I even said in the first place so it doesn't work at all. Your contributions are worthless which is why they wouldn't merit my attention because you are a non entity except you direct constant vitriol at me which does get my attention.

[Dev]

Dev, your crusade to have me punished is getting a little...

You have no substance.

[Dev]

Dev part of the problem is that you perceive slights that aren’t even there.

Like if I ask “Dev did you have to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you?”, you’d probably think I was trying to be a jerk.

But I’d be genuinely asking if you had to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you.

Malicious personal attack disgusted as a snotty, sneering question. Total trag

Trag really hates me but its always projection so yeah...

[dad]

i guess that's a no on reiki, huh?

[Dev]

Dev part of the problem is that you perceive slights that aren’t even there.

Like if I ask “Dev did you have to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you?”, you’d probably think I was trying to be a jerk.

But I’d be genuinely asking if you had to regularly throw a temper tantrum just to get your parents to pay attention to you.

Hypothetically speaking

[Dev]

i guess that's a no on reiki, huh?

Sorry about all of this, dad. This is not how I prefer to spend my time posting.

[Ello Sailor]

And again you try to 1 up me

Genuinely hard to believe an adult with a fully developed brain would think like this.

I just feel bad for you at this point. You're obviously battling hard.

[dad]

i guess that's a no on reiki, huh?

Sorry about all of this, dad. This is not how I prefer to spend my time posting.

hey, dev. i hope all the good things happen for you and trag and whomever else you've got beef with.

you got this.