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Another 73/74 Seedling Grad
3xsaSeedling:
THANK-YOU for the acknowledgement. It's good to b somewhere.
I left in August, 1973.
GregFL:
That is about the time I started. In fact, it was July of 73 in St. Petersburg. I was there for about 8 months and then quickly detached.
3xsaSeedling:
Detached from what: theSeed; the world; yourself?:exclaim: Sorry -couldn't resist- I am an uncontrolable wise-ass. Part of my defense...
I'm still not sure who 'they' is. It changes as you go thru life.
When you're 16, 'they' are people who have control and use it 'for your own good'. If/When you grow into a position of control like that, i.e. become a parent/guardian, you become 'they'.
I've read alot of things that have stayed with me through my life: I see alot of it here 8-)
"A little power in the wrong hands is a VERY dangerous thing."
THAT one always makes me think of ART. Love the pool story, by the way.
I started on Andrews Ave (me&JU). Then one day, instead of Andrews, we went out to SR84. (My story can't go there yet. I still have Andrews stuff to tell!)
I remember JU. He GOT IT. Made me want to 'get it'. I never did. Looked for IT everywhere for my whole life too. There's a futility that comes with that 'cause at some point you realize you've always had IT...just needed 'the manual'... NOT an oldcomer and a group of strangers talking to me as if they knew me;
AS IF Art could really see into people. I wanted that to be true more than anything else. He could just look in my eyes and see what my problem was, I could fix it and we'll all be on our merry way.
Back then Art led raps still. And he was good. It was like being at a drive-in. He could see (when he looked@you, he SAW YOU) and EVERYONE else could see too, almost watch, like Art was a projector. I remember JU being stood by Art during group one time. They 'worked on him' a looong time. I remember being awestruck as I watched John begin to 'get it', as if things were dawning on him. He was so different after that.
The part of me that's stuck in the 70's would still take that from the Art Barker I saw that day, if it meant I'd 'get it'. He asked me once why I was soooo angry. Why didn't he know? Or worse: not telling me and did know? If you have a genuine gift (and I watched that, smelled that, could almost feel it myself) how could you not share it with everyone?
So at least 1/2 a dozen times Art and I were eye-to-eye. I don't think I was impressed. He regarded me suspiciously-always-and never did tell me anything 'enlightening'. That's when he lost me. Hell: little liar shattered me.
NOTE: Tho' acknowledged, I resist the 'impulse' to use words like magical and mesmerized.
..."shiny, happy people..." Sounded like a song about 'group'@open meetings :wave:
We will never really get to detach: our experiences prevent that, and they (the experiences :wink: ) will live at least as long as we do.
How does this stuff go on still? Aren't there enough of 'us' to make a dent even?
Be back ASAP
3xsaSeedling:
Please do not mistake anything I post here as approval of or support for Art. Where I come from guys like him sell bridges. I don't own/want any bridges. These are the deluded ramblings of a former Seedling, nothing more. 8-)
GregFL:
--- Quote from: ""3xsaSeedling"" ---Please do not mistake anything I post here as approval of or support for Art. Where I come from guys like him sell bridges. I don't own/want any bridges. These are the deluded ramblings of a former Seedling, nothing more. 8-)
--- End quote ---
Actually, I detached from the seed, which caused my world to detach from me, and then led to me trying to re-attach to myself.
Only took about 20 years!
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