Mother's Day Music: 2015

Too lazy to deal with pecking today, so I used pen and paper instead.
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Mother’s Day Music: 2015

Too lazy to deal with pecking today, so I used pen and paper instead.

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DSM, guys! I've Discovered a NEW Disorder. Listen up.

This is an Affective Disorder of the highest order:
Projecting the Opposite of How You Feel
EXAMPLE
You’ve been catching up with your sleep (busy, tired) and you feel rested.
However, people tell you, you look tired.
Conversely …
When you’ve been getting less than enough sleep, and you feel and actually are tired, people tell you, you look rested.
I would imagine DSM V would put this as part of their next update in the Personality Disorder column.
So which one matters?

DSM, guys! I’ve Discovered a NEW Disorder. Listen up.

This is an Affective Disorder of the highest order:

Projecting the Opposite of How You Feel

EXAMPLE

You’ve been catching up with your sleep (busy, tired) and you feel rested.

However, people tell you, you look tired.

Conversely …

When you’ve been getting less than enough sleep, and you feel and actually are tired, people tell you, you look rested.

I would imagine DSM V would put this as part of their next update in the Personality Disorder column.

So which one matters?

THE LATEST – From LinkedIn

Obviously, this one didn’t garner much of a response. However, nothing I ever post garners a response. So who knows? Maybe there are people on LinkedIn who are dying to take the test?
The video is fantastic.
This psychologist hits the nail on the head! Leaders and Psychopaths have a lot in common. People should start promoting themselves as Psychopaths on LinkedIn. You know, let people endorse that as a skill.
PSYCHOPATH
34 Endorsements
Also, it’s about time we start stripping this illusion that a person can be easily explained by attaching notes to them, Diagnosis Stickies.
We are not that easily explained.
Drop it.

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Dylan in Baltimore (Part Two)

I couldn’t wait to get to the venue and people-watch. I knew this was going to be an interesting crowd.
It was past 7:30, and the show began at 8. The crowd outside was sparse but sufficient to draw a correlation between them and those who were already inside.
First of all, there were his peers who looked as one might have imagined they looked like: Men with silver pony tails, smokers, and punks – all wrapped into one – and extruded through the eyes of Time
They were truly a scary sight.
And then there were the women.
Those who may have been the Flower Children of that generation …
But who had sadly changed.
So that was the top tier.
Grandpas and Grandmas.
And then there were the ones (mostly men) who had actually lived lives Dylan’s own creative consciousness had manufactured earlier – when he was still a youth and a prophet. How sacrilege, someone might say. But this has nothing to do with religion – not that kind of stuff, but conditions we face as humans. Dark ones. Of the mind. Of the spirit. Of who and where are we in the grand scheme of Life. And what are the things we must face along the way? Which path to take? And those are the topics of prophets sometimes.
Must’ve been those Minnesota winters …