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	<title>Comments on: Frank Miller and Heroic Sacrifice</title>
	<link>http://www.mythic-cartography.org/2007/03/21/frank-miller-and-heroic-sacrifice/</link>
	<description>Embrace Heritage Skills from Your Tribal Past</description>
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		<title>By: Richard</title>
		<link>http://www.mythic-cartography.org/2007/03/21/frank-miller-and-heroic-sacrifice/#comment-4828</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 00:15:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Heck yeah Crut! 

You speak of the culture as a prison. Apt comparison. I think that perhaps the only way to end the prison in our psyche, the product and reflection of the cultural prison which so effectively keeps it's victims moored to a dock of insecurity and deafens their ears and nerves to the pleasant waves caressing and calling on all sides with it's motor propelled ignorance,  is through this knowledge of death/renewal, ending/transformation, not as one thing leading to another but the EXACT same thing. This knowledge has the utmost importance. If we endeavor to unbuild the walls we must see them clearly in all their aspects and incarnations and not content ourselves with simply decorating them with posters and glitter but allowing them to die - for in the psychic community every component acts as a player, even the walls are characters. &#38; Their death,  a sacrifice,  might bring sorrow, but not so much sorrow that we can not bear it. Let the walls end, walk to the grassy hill and enjoy a facefull of sunshine. End the slavery.

Here are two quotes that I like. Maybe you'll find them useful.
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We artists are indestructible; even if in prison, or in a concentration camp, I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell. - Pablo Picasso
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I have very carefully explained what I mean by revolt, but I shall use two different words to make it much clearer.  To revolt within society in order to make it a little better, to bring about certain reforms, is like the revolt of prisoners to improve their life within the prison walls;  and such revolt is no revolt at all, it is just mutiny.  Do you see the difference?  Revolt within society is like the mutiny of prisoners who want better food, better treatment within the prison;  but revolt born of understanding is an individual breaking away from society, and that is creative revolution. - Jiddu Krishnamurti
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Oh, and, uh, Willa the Thrilla - Good post, as usual.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heck yeah Crut! </p>
<p>You speak of the culture as a prison. Apt comparison. I think that perhaps the only way to end the prison in our psyche, the product and reflection of the cultural prison which so effectively keeps it&#8217;s victims moored to a dock of insecurity and deafens their ears and nerves to the pleasant waves caressing and calling on all sides with it&#8217;s motor propelled ignorance,  is through this knowledge of death/renewal, ending/transformation, not as one thing leading to another but the EXACT same thing. This knowledge has the utmost importance. If we endeavor to unbuild the walls we must see them clearly in all their aspects and incarnations and not content ourselves with simply decorating them with posters and glitter but allowing them to die - for in the psychic community every component acts as a player, even the walls are characters. &amp; Their death,  a sacrifice,  might bring sorrow, but not so much sorrow that we can not bear it. Let the walls end, walk to the grassy hill and enjoy a facefull of sunshine. End the slavery.</p>
<p>Here are two quotes that I like. Maybe you&#8217;ll find them useful.<br />
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We artists are indestructible; even if in prison, or in a concentration camp, I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell. - Pablo Picasso<br />
&#8211;<br />
I have very carefully explained what I mean by revolt, but I shall use two different words to make it much clearer.  To revolt within society in order to make it a little better, to bring about certain reforms, is like the revolt of prisoners to improve their life within the prison walls;  and such revolt is no revolt at all, it is just mutiny.  Do you see the difference?  Revolt within society is like the mutiny of prisoners who want better food, better treatment within the prison;  but revolt born of understanding is an individual breaking away from society, and that is creative revolution. - Jiddu Krishnamurti<br />
&#8211;</p>
<p>Oh, and, uh, Willa the Thrilla - Good post, as usual.</p>
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		<title>By: Curt</title>
		<link>http://www.mythic-cartography.org/2007/03/21/frank-miller-and-heroic-sacrifice/#comment-4652</link>
		<dc:creator>Curt</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 02:34:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You've made a good point here, Willem.  With all death comes renewel, sometimes it's so hard to remember that living within the confines of this prison culture.

I really like the Miller quote. I won't forget that one!

Curt</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;ve made a good point here, Willem.  With all death comes renewel, sometimes it&#8217;s so hard to remember that living within the confines of this prison culture.</p>
<p>I really like the Miller quote. I won&#8217;t forget that one!</p>
<p>Curt</p>
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