Into the Pink -blog

Although like most people, Einstein had domestic flaws.

Art by Rob Goldstein

A human being is a part of a whole, called by us ‘universe’, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest… a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness.  This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.

Albert Einstein

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Shouldn’t, Wouldn’t, Couldn’t

She couldn’t let him know

her heart had turned to stone,

that she was through.

She wouldn’t want him  to feel

he wasn’t worth living for.

She shouldn’t feel like she did.

So she didn’t.

 

 

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Which car did you say you drove?

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My Ratings Look Like I’ve Died…

But I haven’t.  I attended a drag show and decided to re-ignite my public access show, Kaleidoscope, on a bi-weekly basis. A new co-producer enjoys videotaping and is good at it, so  it looks like I’m out of temporary public access retirement. My part of the show is usually doing or saying dumb things. Like today while fully clothed I had my co-producer video tape me demonstrating the correct way to get out of a tub if you’re infirm (which I am, just about),

I do have a warning: there are lots of “tub holds” for sale, but they rarely warn that they’re not for fiberglass tubs. And at least one very large enterprise won’t let you return it even unopened. Beware.  I got into this topic because I so longed to lie in a warm bath and relax. Since I can’t afford a “walk in tub,” I found a way to get out of a tub without additional hardware. I’d put my 2-minute video on this site if I knew how. Maybe one day I will know how.

How are the drag show and Kaleidoscope connected? I think the drag show brought me back to life, tho shocked out of my shoes.

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The Chat – 3-31-2017 Goldstein reblog

Intense!

Art by Rob Goldstein

Kaitlyn:   Me too. I dream about houses that I’ve seen but don’t
recognize.  And yes. There was a woman. The woman was his
accomplice.  She led the police to Mom’s body after the killer
ditched her.

Benjamin:   Wow! It’s strange I dreamed that woman!
In my dream, she’s in her late forties.

Kaitlyn:  I’ve never seen her. I saw the man though.
It took police a year to find him. The woman never
did time. But he got life.

Benjamin:  Was it a robbery?

Kaitlyn: No. I don’t think so. Mom was found at the woman’s house.

Benjamin: I thought it was a hotel.

Kaitlyn:    No, it was her house.

Benjamin:   She had a house?–was it big?

Kaitlyn:    The woman lived in a housing project. Like the one we grew  up in.
I once drove by out of curiosity.

Benjamin: The house in my dream; it had two floors.

Kaitlyn:…

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A Letter from Home: When My Alternates Talk to Each Other-Reblog

Always good.

Art by Rob Goldstein

For those who don’t know my blog, I have DID and a small family
of alternates.

One of my alternates is a 16 year old boy and the other is a
woman named Sara.

They know each other; Sara is a protector and Mother figure.

I found this letter from Bobby to Sara composed in 2010  with her reply.

I am surprised by the correspondence because I didn’t know
my alternates were friends and allies.

The logic of Dissociative Identity Disorder is that ‘split’ aspects
of the self are perceived as “other”.

I think that Sara was the first alternate, which means she
emerged in childhood.

She comes out when one of the younger alters feels threatened.

There are many letters filed under ‘Letters from Home”.

Most of these are from Bobby to Bob.

Bobby wrote this to Sara as a 15-year-old.

It is the only letter from Bobby to…

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Recommended Dissociative Blog

I’d like to make u aware of a blog that apparently won’t permit re-blogging or coming to you in the Reader. My e-mail is usually running over and I miss quite  a few posts (all of them on the social channel of my machine), but you may be interested in visiting Bradley’s “The Bipoar Bear” blog.

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