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Quote from: "capn' obvious" and even remember the term 'cognitive dissonance' being spoke of in group by a few. IIRC, that came out of Newton's Rational Self Analysis crap. Newton's?
and even remember the term 'cognitive dissonance' being spoke of in group by a few.
[The book] Thought Reform and the Psychology of Totalism popularized the term "thought-terminating cliché". A thought-terminating cliché is a commonly used phrase, sometimes passing as folk wisdom, used to quell cognitive dissonance.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thought_Re ... f_Totalism
The most famous case in the early study of cognitive dissonance was described by Leon Festinger and others in the book When Prophecy Fails.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/When_Prophecy_Fails (1956)
You got to comprimise and buy in to some degree, just to bond with the tribe, to belong. I can't seem to believe in anything or comprimise with out a sense of being smashed open and violated...
aSam Kinison wrote;"I remember first hearing about "cognitive dissonance" from Dr.Wayne Dyer in "Your Erroneous Zones",a book Helen"Batshit" Petermann allowed me to read on First Phase."
thanks Anne,helps to know folks read these things...I'm so used to being alone with it. When I talk I tend to reveal my whole interior, so I pretty much isolate when I'm hurting...There are so many abuses and horrible things in the world, much worse than straight, I guess. But there is a naturally changing, and authentic ego going through it. Something bad happened to "me". Not "something bad happened and the me I was , was eventually devestated completely and replaced with a plastic mask and and a tape recording... When prisoners got out of the Communist Brainwash Camps, they pretty much knew right away they had been imprisoned and were now out. And when you go through most abuses, they are universally recognised as bad. Straight was so insidious, how we had to meld with the world, but stay outside it. Then to be having breakdowns, I pretty quickly realized folks have no way to imagine the reality I was trying to describe. So the truth about my sense of myself I've kept in isolation...I know I'm not real clear now, but there are so many things hitting me now. When the shit hits the fan I resort to a primitive emotional survival mode, which reminds me of a hyserical phaser, all dis-associated, and absolute in the wrongness of the moment. Urgently trying to share my feelings, for fear of being started over or confronted or of psychological desintegration...I'll watch myself react this way and identify it as a programmed emotional response and know it's hurtful, and still be doing it...Where are my fucking steps when I need them, I'm forever in review, on dime therapy and writing desperate MI's...I just can't deal with my feelings. Sometimes I wish I had just met a nice 12 step girl and never known that my personality was artifical. I'd rather be oblivious to my lack of integrity, and believe in something. You got to be able to buy into some kind of comfortable picture of reality, and just leave it alone...Always picking at it to see if it's real. I don't trust a damn thought in my head or person alive...You got to comprimise and buy in to some degree, just to bond with the tribe, to belong. I can't seem to believe in anything or comprimise with out a sense of being smashed open and violated...I'm sick of being tormented to Hell, that's what I'm sick of
helps to know folks read these things...I'm so used to being alone with it. When I talk I tend to reveal my whole interior, so I pretty much isolate when I'm hurting...There are so many abuses and horrible things in the world, much worse than straight, I guess. But there is a naturally changing, and authentic ego going through it. Something bad happened to "me". Not "something bad happened and the me I was , was eventually devestated completely and replaced with a plastic mask and and a tape recording... When prisoners got out of the Communist Brainwash Camps, they pretty much knew right away they had been imprisoned and were now out. And when you go through most abuses, they are universally recognised as bad. Straight was so insidious, how we had to meld with the world, but stay outside it. Then to be having breakdowns, I pretty quickly realized folks have no way to imagine the reality I was trying to describe. So the truth about my sense of myself I've kept in isolation...I know I'm not real clear now, but there are so many things hitting me now. When the shit hits the fan I resort to a primitive emotional survival mode, which reminds me of a hyserical phaser, all dis-associated, and absolute in the wrongness of the moment. Urgently trying to share my feelings, for fear of being started over or confronted or of psychological desintegration...I'll watch myself react this way and identify it as a programmed emotional response and know it's hurtful, and still be doing it...Where are my fucking steps when I need them, I'm forever in review, on dime therapy and writing desperate MI's...I just can't deal with my feelings. Sometimes I wish I had just met a nice 12 step girl and never known that my personality was artifical. I'd rather be oblivious to my lack of integrity, and believe in something. You got to be able to buy into some kind of comfortable picture of reality, and just leave it alone...Always picking at it to see if it's real. I don't trust a damn thought in my head or person alive...You got to comprimise and buy in to some degree, just to bond with the tribe, to belong. I can't seem to believe in anything or comprimise with out a sense of being smashed open and violated...I'm sick of being tormented to Hell, that's what I'm sick of
