Treatment Abuse, Behavior Modification, Thought Reform > Daytop Village
DAYTOP Did Me Great Harm in the Long Run
SEKTO:
My Back Pages, by Bob Dylan
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
SEKTO:
Why not post my theme music here, I figure. This thread is sort of like a journal to me, and I really prefer not to post too much anywhere other than to it.
Inculcated:
SEKTO:
That Nrsinghadeva Pranama, that’s a lovely chant.
--- Quote from: "SEKTO" ---But the song that represents me best, my personal anthem, would have to be Sinatra's That's Life.
--- End quote ---
An excellent choice of an anthem.
--- Quote from: "SEKTO" ---Sade's Smooth Operator comes in as a close second. But that Sade tune was really an Army thing. Let me explain with a story.
There was this one time in Basic Training (I went through at Ft. Benning, aka Sand Hill) when we were all in formation one afternoon and the Drill Sergeant told us that "every good soldier has a theme song. What's yours?" So we were made to go through the formation one by one, in alphabetical order, and announce to the group and sing our individual theme songs. Mind you, everybody had to maintain their military bearing throughout this exercise, and nobody was allowed to crack a smile at all, much less laugh; we all had to stand rigid at the position of attention, eyes straight ahead and showing no emotion, and sing our theme songs that represented us as soldiers. Anybody who laughed or so much as smiled would get dropped, yelled at, and made to do a bunch of pushups while the others were singing. It was like something twisted out of Full Metal Jacket, but funnier. When it was my turn, off the top of my head and without giving it much thought, I began singing, with a totally straight face, "He's a smooth operator, a smooooth operatooor, smooth operator, smooooth operatoooor...The Drill Sergeant looked at me like I was crazy."
--- End quote ---
LAUGHING! Picturing it and playing the song in my head. LAUGHING again!
What synapse misfired on that? I’d love to hear Oliver Sacks offer his insights in to what the hell happened along that neural pathway.
--- Quote from: "SEKTO" ---Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now
--- End quote ---
Well, that’s resonating with me. It’s strange when thoughts that seem exclusively a perception of the unique personal experience of living me get echoed outside of my own mind. It’s as unnerving as it is validating.
--- Quote from: "SEKTO" --- This thread is sort of like a journal to me, and I really prefer not to post too much anywhere other than to it.
--- End quote ---
Probably for the best. That WHO thread in particular reads like The ScrewTape Letters!
Inculcated:
SEKTO (my Accountabilibuddy):
I’m just going to Paint it Black,today
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1. To impress (something) upon the mind of another by frequent instruction or repetition; instill: inculcating sound principles.
2. To teach (others) by frequent instruction or repetition; indoctrinate: inculcate the young with a sense of duty________________________________________
[Latin inculc re, inculc t-, to force upon : in-, on; see in-2 + calc re, to trample (from calx, calc-, heel).]
(Meanwhile)
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Inculcated stated, "Madness, this world is rife with lovely turns of strangeness, and added
I want to be sedated."
SEKTO:
Do what you need to do, Inculacted, but as your accountabilibuddy I must caution you to be careful with "Mother's Little Helper."
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