
Possible title for a book for seminar how to love them. We all have no trouble, loving us those that are like us those that are like us, but when it comes to them the other guys whoever they are those that we don’t know.
Bumped into Glen, not my brother, he used to drive a dump truck in Richmond when I drove there with Coast Mountain Bus Company, I think it had something on the side of the truck like “Pooh pooh’s Blue” anyways he’s retired now salt and pepper, hair & beard, dishevelled teeth, somewhat of a humped over looking down at the floor sort of shy demeanor, but friendly; it’s not very hard to put a smile on his face,
At least not for me and he’s entertaining the way he talks when I remade his acquaintance this morning, I had gone into the AlderBridge McDonald’s for to use the washroom and I ordered a tea so I went to pick it up and he was at the cash counter there and I recognized him, but couldn’t figure out exactly where I knew him from but as I talked to him right away, realized… he recalled me as well. He was actually a passenger on my bus eventually also and so he remembered all of these things anyway when I when I asked him his name, he said Glen and I said is that with how do you spell that and he said usually one ‘n’ and I just love that! It’s very very entertaining for me.
Glen pointed out how strange, and dangerous it is out there in CMBC work space. But I was not afraid.
it’s disconcerting. I realized a long time ago that when I go into a new bunch of people like a new church that my immediate familiarity is offputting.
People become suspicious, it is evidence of Dcognition
So fear breeds fear, I feel myself in order to assimilate. I must distance myself, become quiet…
Look at how I fumbled into offending you, after all! You thought that my confession which definitely had a realization that I was echoing your own I don’t know experience, you immediately thought I was making a scab or a dig. This is voice dictation STAB stupid Siri.
So perhaps I didn’t so much offend you but I brought memories of past defensive from others, I’m a strange bird myself and just because I’m strange and not usual because I’m unusual I find myself outside
What are you doing here? What’s your game? What are you up to suspicious minds but there are a few minds.
“The man yelled at me.”
It’s funny how certain folks are trying to build a church… and it’s kind of democratic in a way.
The rule of the majority.
The silence when Glen asked the group if anyone wanted an earlier breakfast time, after he’d already told me it would not be possible.
Ashton’s single need was over ruled by the majority who didn’t want to get out of bed too early.
It’s staring me right there in my face.
There’s Ashton, in the middle of them all… and his need is already sidelined for the needs of that silent majority.
If anyone cared, nobody was courageous enough to admit it.
They’re all afraid of one another.
So, it’s back in your court God, the ball I mean.
I’d leave if there was anywhere or anyone to go to.