Family Values
I've given up on my biological immediate family. Let's face it, they are a complete joke.
My birthday came and went, and well, I'm supposed to jump through hoops for my biological family, but when it comes to my day, they just politely make up excuses. Fine. I'm used to it. #36 should be no different than 34 when my mother stormed out of the house because she was pissed at my husband and was a no-show to my birthday dinner or 35 when she put on a big act in front of one of my friends (to which we later told my friend that we didn't know the person who we went to dinner with because that was most certainly NOT my mother.) Or 16, when my sister at that age got a huge party at a country club complete with an Amaretto Mousse as a second dessert besides the enormous heart-shaped chocolate cake with candied yellow roses on it made by a chef, who was at that time, the equivalent of Wolfgang Puck AND a fully paid for, brand new, fully loaded Mazda 626 which had JUST been introduced to the world. At 16, I got nothing but a swift kick in the face and a "We can't afford to give you anything" bullcrap, but I guess I can't complain, at 18 I was given a half-assed new Mustang LX with nothing but the factory stuff in it and it already had about 400 miles on it because my dad was using it as his transportation, then I was told shortly thereafter that I had to pay for my new car that THEY picked out. So you can definitely say that all of their bullshit is nothing new to me. I've learned not to let it bother me. I just consider the source and move on.
But people wonder why I was a drug addict for so long, preferred to sleep in my car and be homeless and eat out of trash cans versus living with them. It is a no-brainer. Anyone and I mean ANYONE in my position would have done the exact same thing.
This year, I got better than what my immediate biological family could provide. For #36, my husband took me to San Diego for the Red Bull Air Races, then we came home and went to Benihana's for dinner, then my virtual family, which I am shortly going to start calling my REAL family, gave me this huge party and we had a blast.
Ok,
Biological Family Virtual Family
Biological Family Virtual Family
hmm...who do you think I'm going to pick to spend my time with...ummm, I'm thinking that my virtual family, in which my Virtual Dad sent me a brand new computer, my virtual Mom comes here to spend time with me, my virtual Aunts who go out of their way for me, all of my friends and so forth that jump through complete and total hoops for me and recognize my talent and make me feel special...yep, those folks are my REAL family. They are with me when times get tough, they are there when times are good...I just can't say enough good things about my Virtual (Real) Family. My biological family is the complete pits.
However, my biological family put into context with the rest of the idiocy I am surrounded with by the Therians, that's just life. I'm faced with the fact that not all people are as smart as we'd like them to be...I heard a great quote once...
"Light travels faster than sound, that's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak."
Almost every single person in my Virtual Family is from Uru. But I guess that is why my Virtual Dad says that Uru is an "Excellence Filter". He says that there is a certain type of person that gets washed through the various phases of being an Uruite. He says that the puzzles are one thing, they test your intelligence and perserverance. The ups and downs we have been through with the closing of Live back in 2004, the rebirth in 2007, tests strength of heart. Then on top of that is the philosophy of our people: We are the "Movers of the Least", we help people become more than what they are. The D'ni teach us that pride, in all of it's forms, is a bad thing, that can only corrupt the soul. All of the Uruites that I treasure hold several traits in common, Generosity, Fairness, Honesty and Humility. Pride is not something that we value as a "tribe" or as a community of peers. We do not walk on the backs of the least to get to where we want to go. Hence, when it's all said and done, someone who comes through the "Excellence Filter" that is Uru, they come out on the other side as a leader of men, with the perserverance, generosity, strength of heart, fairness, honesty and humility that we look for in those who would lead us.
I was reading some D'ni History and I found a very neat excerpt from it:
"The D’ni believed that when one dies, his soul is brought to the Judgment Age to be judged for his conduct in life. If the person is good, he is brought to the Perfect Age (equivalent of Heaven). If the person is bad, he is brought to Jakooth’s Age (equivalent of hell; Jakooth was the devil in D’ni religion)."
I can't wait to be taken to the Judgement Age. If my conduct as a human being is anything like the "Excellence Filter" I've been through to become who I am as a person, then the Perfect Age is my destiny, to be looked on by Yahvo as a person who has shown the traits of having strength of heart without pride or malice.
I can't say that the Judgement Age will be kind to my biological family or those who worship the Cookie Cutter Status Quo. I guess Jakooth waits for them.
Then again, who knows?
My birthday came and went, and well, I'm supposed to jump through hoops for my biological family, but when it comes to my day, they just politely make up excuses. Fine. I'm used to it. #36 should be no different than 34 when my mother stormed out of the house because she was pissed at my husband and was a no-show to my birthday dinner or 35 when she put on a big act in front of one of my friends (to which we later told my friend that we didn't know the person who we went to dinner with because that was most certainly NOT my mother.) Or 16, when my sister at that age got a huge party at a country club complete with an Amaretto Mousse as a second dessert besides the enormous heart-shaped chocolate cake with candied yellow roses on it made by a chef, who was at that time, the equivalent of Wolfgang Puck AND a fully paid for, brand new, fully loaded Mazda 626 which had JUST been introduced to the world. At 16, I got nothing but a swift kick in the face and a "We can't afford to give you anything" bullcrap, but I guess I can't complain, at 18 I was given a half-assed new Mustang LX with nothing but the factory stuff in it and it already had about 400 miles on it because my dad was using it as his transportation, then I was told shortly thereafter that I had to pay for my new car that THEY picked out. So you can definitely say that all of their bullshit is nothing new to me. I've learned not to let it bother me. I just consider the source and move on.
But people wonder why I was a drug addict for so long, preferred to sleep in my car and be homeless and eat out of trash cans versus living with them. It is a no-brainer. Anyone and I mean ANYONE in my position would have done the exact same thing.
This year, I got better than what my immediate biological family could provide. For #36, my husband took me to San Diego for the Red Bull Air Races, then we came home and went to Benihana's for dinner, then my virtual family, which I am shortly going to start calling my REAL family, gave me this huge party and we had a blast.
Ok,
Biological Family Virtual Family
Biological Family Virtual Family
hmm...who do you think I'm going to pick to spend my time with...ummm, I'm thinking that my virtual family, in which my Virtual Dad sent me a brand new computer, my virtual Mom comes here to spend time with me, my virtual Aunts who go out of their way for me, all of my friends and so forth that jump through complete and total hoops for me and recognize my talent and make me feel special...yep, those folks are my REAL family. They are with me when times get tough, they are there when times are good...I just can't say enough good things about my Virtual (Real) Family. My biological family is the complete pits.
However, my biological family put into context with the rest of the idiocy I am surrounded with by the Therians, that's just life. I'm faced with the fact that not all people are as smart as we'd like them to be...I heard a great quote once...
"Light travels faster than sound, that's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak."
Almost every single person in my Virtual Family is from Uru. But I guess that is why my Virtual Dad says that Uru is an "Excellence Filter". He says that there is a certain type of person that gets washed through the various phases of being an Uruite. He says that the puzzles are one thing, they test your intelligence and perserverance. The ups and downs we have been through with the closing of Live back in 2004, the rebirth in 2007, tests strength of heart. Then on top of that is the philosophy of our people: We are the "Movers of the Least", we help people become more than what they are. The D'ni teach us that pride, in all of it's forms, is a bad thing, that can only corrupt the soul. All of the Uruites that I treasure hold several traits in common, Generosity, Fairness, Honesty and Humility. Pride is not something that we value as a "tribe" or as a community of peers. We do not walk on the backs of the least to get to where we want to go. Hence, when it's all said and done, someone who comes through the "Excellence Filter" that is Uru, they come out on the other side as a leader of men, with the perserverance, generosity, strength of heart, fairness, honesty and humility that we look for in those who would lead us.
I was reading some D'ni History and I found a very neat excerpt from it:
"The D’ni believed that when one dies, his soul is brought to the Judgment Age to be judged for his conduct in life. If the person is good, he is brought to the Perfect Age (equivalent of Heaven). If the person is bad, he is brought to Jakooth’s Age (equivalent of hell; Jakooth was the devil in D’ni religion)."
I can't wait to be taken to the Judgement Age. If my conduct as a human being is anything like the "Excellence Filter" I've been through to become who I am as a person, then the Perfect Age is my destiny, to be looked on by Yahvo as a person who has shown the traits of having strength of heart without pride or malice.
I can't say that the Judgement Age will be kind to my biological family or those who worship the Cookie Cutter Status Quo. I guess Jakooth waits for them.
Then again, who knows?
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