Compassion Might Not Matter Nor Exist - The Case of Trump

President Trump is talked about pretty frequently. I think he's kind of a jerk from what I've seen. However, people claim that he's hurt the world immeasurably. In the long term, do we know this? Do we know what any human life will amount to? Lets look at the logic here.

What if Trump caused the coronavirus quarantine to be much longer and hurt humanity greatly? Perhaps he then helped the natural world because humans suck. So he might have intended to cause harm, and he might have harmed some beings, but not all. He wasn't trying to help the Earth, but he might have.

He has destroyed the Republican party and turned them all into bitches. Maybe that means the end of the Republican Party in the future? That would be a good thing too. So again he's helped.

What is compassion anyway? If someone intends to help and actually helps, that's compassionate. But what if someone intends to help, does all the right things, and their impact was still negative? The guy who ate the bat certainly didn't intend to shut down the entire world. But he did. He had an impact certainly. We never know what our impact on the world is. Even if we have bad intentions, it doesn't seem to matter. It could be completely random. 

I don't know that anyone ever really helps or hurts. However, just in case I'm wrong, I'll still try to help. I'll be voting Democrat in November. 

Dyson Universe

If you built a Dyson Sphere around every star in the universe, that would be a Dyson Universe. That would be a terrifying thing. 

 

With alcoholism every fight is a major fight

 It feels like 20 years of pent up frustration coming out every single day. That's living with an alcoholic. If they stop drinking, after the dangerous withdrawal is over, probably there will still be fights. However, the fights will become reasonable.

Is it heaven or hell

 I died and wasn't told if I was going to eternal heaven or eternal hell. I was only told it was one of the two. I told another traveller, "I'm afraid." He was a jolly man who said, "but there is no eternal hell. Don't be afraid." I walked into the mansion where I would reside. The jolly man walked to the opposite hallway. I saw a fridge filled only with ice, and thought, "I wonder if I went to hell and that man went to heaven. I'll go down the hallway to check out his palace." His was equally nice and had better luxuries. I sat there as more people walked in the room. First 5 men, then two women. The men were jolly, so I thought, "this is the good life". The women were suspicious of all the men, so I thought, "for these women, this is not heaven. But I wouldn't mind them being here." I woke up. It was a dream, but perhaps a prophetic one.

Autobiographical vignettes - Breakfast At Tiffany's

 I was at a party with Bob and John Ahn, and I said to John Ahn, “We got nothing in common, no common ground to start from, and we’re falling apart.” And he said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?” I said, “I think I remember the film, and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it,” and he said, “Well that’s one thing we got.”

People want to feel sorry for you

If you are truly honest with people, they will pity you as a way to dominate you. If you are better than them in every way they'll invent some way to pity you or ignore the good news you give them.

I think this is why people bullshit to make themselves look great. It's not just that they want people to be jealous. They also don't want people pitying them. I am courageous enough to be fully transparent even though almost everyone pities me for it. It's their problem, not mine.

I used to think I felt sorry for myself because other people felt sorry for me. In other words, I thought, "It sucks when people pity me. My life sucks because of their pity." Then, once I got everything I wanted in the world and people still pitied me, I no longer pitied myself for it. Then I realized that my self pity wasn't because of their pity. It was independent. I knew this because people still pity me, but I no longer care. Self pity is our own creation. I have had it and it was nobody's fault but mine. Now, other people pitying me is totally their fault. In fact, their pity for me would have been there all along either way. I didn't cause it.

Proper breathing helps flat affect

 Flat affect is where the emotions, facial expressions, and energy are blunted. It happens with various psychiatric disorders. If you breathe from the diaphragm, ribs, belly, pelvic floor, back, and chest, you have more energy and less flat affect. You may be thinking, "Don't breathe into your chest!" But you are incorrect.  Here's a video on proper breathing:

It changed my life. I'm more confident, relaxed, energized, emotionally expressive, calm, content, and even down-to-Earth. It takes a long time to fix all the various breathing issues, and Dr. Duvall has many videos correcting these things. I highly recommend them. I noticed after watching myself on video before and after fixing my breathing that I have less flat affect now. Also less monotone and better speaking voice.