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What is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13?
Quelle est la meilleure forme de suicide pour les moins de 13 ans?
|15 Apr 2005||Cherish||purposley look for sick pedophile rapist/murderer on the internet and go out on a date with them.|
|13 Feb 2005||Brandon||After reading about other people lives, and despite how horrible they have been, they continue to live. It makes me wonder about why I want to die. I've had a pretty decent life: parents who actually care about me, good friends I've somehow made despite how pathetic I am, and something of a future ahead of me. I'm 18 years old right now, and I've only been having suicidal thoughts since I was 16. Kind of sad really, that I would want to kill myself despite the fact that I've had a pretty good life. I can't quite explain it myself. Since puberty, I've always thought about the "big" questions. Why are we here? Why even bother? But really it was only dabbling in philosophy rather than a genuine wish to snuff out my own existance. I was curious about death, but in an intellectual fashion. But a little after I turned 16, my thoughts focused more and more on suicide. Still, it wasn't so bad that I tried to kill myself, but I bitterly questioned what the fucking point to living was. I probably started suffering from depression at this point, but honestly I can't remember the exact time. So these thoughts kept developing, each day it seemed worse, but I was still able to cope. However, life is hardly so simple. This is going to sound trite, but things got complicated when I met this girl. To this point in my life, I never was in love before, and it hit me like a sledgehammer in the chest. This girl, she was, is, wonderful. I know she isn't perfect, but that's not important. The important thing was that I believed that I had found a reason for existing, something to make life worthwhile. I do not throw the word 'love' around so callously. I would die for her. I can't really describe why I feel that way about her, the fact that I love her for who she is will have to suffice. And no, I don't love her because she's physically attractive (though I believe she is the most beautiful girl in the world), but rather (and this is going to sound very lame) because of the beauty of her soul. From the moment she spoke to me, I knew I could spend the rest of my life with her. She made me forget about all my horrible thoughts, and my desire to kill myself. For the first month it was fine, but of course I wanted to express how I felt. Naturally, I was rejected; she did not feel the same. I expected as much, but it didn't make it hurt any less. We remained friends however. After I turned 17, things got worse. These thought of suicide grew as I began to develop a greater understanding or the world and myself. I began to detest my very existance. I hated my very humanity, I hated the fact that I loved her (not her herself) and I caused her problems with my love, I hated my physical condition (I'm not in the greatest shape to say the least), I hated the nature of the world, and I hated how life would end no matter what, no matter what I did, there wasn't any point. These thoughts caused me a lot of pain. I constantly screamed to myself to end it all and save myself the trouble. My life was a hell I inadvertantly created for myself. The months passed by, my hatred of myself grew, as did my desire to die. But being a coward, I never attempted suicide, just endlessly thought about it. Life wasn't all bad; I have a few great memories of the time I spent with her, I was truly happy. The rest of the time I was fucking miserable. Somehow I managed to stumble through life for a while. But about five months ago, something happened. I was talked to her (while at school), and for some reason (I honestly cannot remember) she said to me, that I "lied to her everyday". I thought she was referring to my love for her. My entire went cold, and I said something along the lines of "There're just some things I can't accept" in a hoarse whisper, and I left. At that point, I felt a burning shame, and an overwhelming desire to die. I felt that I truly had to reason to live, and that no one would mourn my death, and even that everyone would be better off if I died, since I believe I am a huge burden to everyone. Probably self-esteem issues. So I had the will to kill myself at last, but I wondered how I was to do it. I was still cowardly and didn't want to hurt myself (living is hardwired into our brains and it's amazing hard to bypass), but I wanted to die so bad. I couldn't afford sleeping pills, and I didn't want to steal money from anyone to buy them. I wasn't sure if they would work anyway, and I wanted to die, not destroy my liver and make my life worse. So I decided that since I hated consuming so much (still do. I hate how I have to consume life to continue my own, and I'm talking about animals and plants) that I would die from dehydration. It didn't require any money, and it's not all too obvious (I easily played it off as fatigue). The only hard part is maintaining the willpower to not drink any liquid or eat any food, and instinct is a bitch to circumvent. So that day (being Friday), I started my suicide. Now, being thirsty is annoying and can be painful. Dying of dehydration is pure hell. My throat swelled so much that it became hard to swallow, every breath I took was stagnant and foul, and it felt as if I had a burning fever. I lasted in this fashion the entire weekend. I wrote a brief suicide note to her, absolving her of any responsibility for my death, and waited to die. Every minute was an eternity, and I thanked God when I was able to sleep, for I couldn't feel the overwhelming desire to satiate my thirst, although my dreams tormented me with liquid. Sunday came around, and I wanted to apologize to her for my dishonesty. So I wanted until Monday, and after suffering through a day of school I talked to her briefly after class. I apologized. At first she didn't have any idea what I was talking about. One can imagine how I felt, then she remembered, and said that she was talking about something else entirely, and that she was joking. My mind came to a complete stop. I didn't know what to say. She didn't hate me for my loving her, and she wasn't angry with me at all. Basically, I had completely misunderstood her. Then again, maybe she saw in my eyes my death wish and meant to stop it (I'd like to think this). Regardless, she saved my life. My will to die faded, I felt that I could go on if I could still be with her (only as a friend but whatever). After school I downed an enture 2 liter of root beer. Never had I felt more alive. Oh, how I wish that feeling wouldn't have left me. I'm facing suicidal thoughts again. Since then my depression has only gotten worse, and I've made a couple more attempts at my own life (not as serious as the first, but still cause for concern). Last month, I wrote her a letter, saying that I still had feelings for her, but that I was going to move on and my writing the letter to get everything off my chest was going to help me. Understandably, she was, well, livid. She has a boyfriend that she's very serious with, and she's happy with him. I'm glad that she's happy, she deserves it, and who am I to want to take that away from her. I suppose she's probably tired of putting up with my shit. Since then, I haven't really talked to her. Not only do I feel horrible because I'm not talking to her, and I know that after we graduate from high school I'll never see her again, but also because it feels as though I've lost one of my best friends. I don't know what to do. I've just been more angry and depressed, and thinking more and more about shuffling myself off the mortal coil. Hanging out with my friends helps, but ultimately, I feel empty and alone. Maybe tomorrow I'll try to talk to her, maybe we can still be friends. So that's me. Pretty damn pathetic in my opinion. I know it's foolish to kill yourself over love, but I don't believe that I'll ever find anyone to love me. That's just how I feel. Like I said before, I wonder how people with horrible lives can even contemplate going on, how do they keep from killing themselves? I'll try to continue on for now. Hopefully everyone else will do the same. If not, then well, I hope you find the peace in death you lacked in life.|
|31 Jan 2005||nobodyknow sme||does anybody but me realize that this site asks the ultimate question-how to commit suicide under 13- and that question doesn't EVEN get answered anymore.all people ever talk about is phil and falicia ect, when half the people don't even know what or who the fuck they are talking about!! some actually want the question answered. Im not 13, im 15 but i still need the answer!so please don't let the question that holds this site together be left unanswered. Im not saying to stop having ur our convos. just please add your suicide methods! and for those peopl who give stupid methods( put a cap gun in ur pussy and shoot)please STOP they are pointless and just waste space. those who are haters to this website-FUCK OFF u were the ones who went into this website, if u don't like it don't read it! but we really don't want to hear ur bullshit. If anybody can help me with proper suicide methods(partucullarly how to probably strangle yourself) please e-mail me. email@example.com|
|27 Jan 2005||Shihan CJS Sir||Y'SHUA SINGLETARY CAGLAR JUAN KENPO is my ,own interpretation of Martialarts that I teach and a philosophy that I preach.Whilst I do not believe in Suicide ,under certain circumstances ,JESUS forgives it,but not like Koreschdavid,Jimjones,or even Antimessiah Prophethitler reasonbeing it is better to commit suicide than to be framedorworse and Happyholidays.I do not know if I can,per se,really answer such a detestable question,but willsaith this I do not desire for anybody to setuply murder me,but beseech MOSTMERCIFUL CHRIST to forgive me if I a such.
|17 Jan 2005||Lucy Cortina||Alert! Alert! My secret bra collection has been stolen! After checking the top-secret nuclear Bra Bunker where agent Danny stashed them, I discovered that they have all been pilfered. Now that is surely [cryogenic] grave-robbing at its sexiest? Perhaps they imagined that Lucy Cortina, moi, was an Egyptian Queen-turned-goddess and that my bras were special. Yes that will be it.
Agent Danny had hidden them before I was frozen so that the mad Dr Philville wouldn't find them and sell them to Mouchette. But I fear that Mouchette did some detective work and discovered them all by himself. Mouchette is now number one suspect in this case...
I do know the location of the Inflatable variety - darling Felicia borrowed them in a fit of lesbianism - but the leather, PVC, silk, gold, strapless, frontless and frillyness varieties have all gone. There was a dirty looking white bra in the bunker but such a bra wouldn't be seen on my boobs even if they were dead (which isn't that unlikely).
WHO STOLE THEM??? I need them to be found ASAP. There were many sizes of bras to fulfill the needs of my very demanding boobs, but now with the recently diagnosed BreastInflating illness that I have, normal bras can no longer contain them (as if they did before). I do hope this mystery will be solved soon, otherwise I will have to file a Boobsuit against Mouchette. It really is le grand mystére de les pantaloons...
*Note: I speak in French every now and then only to satisfy my French Fans*
|07 Jan 2005||mick||lol. I'm about to try it myself for the first time. Thought about it a lot before but never this serious. I'm now 45 years old, have a good job. I've fucked my life up, I'm gay and to boot a pedophile. That's why I want to kill myself.. At 13 or under, as much as life seems to suck, it really does get a lot better (unless you're a 45yo gay pedophile, in which case, yeah do it). At 13 or younger, everything is a hassle, absolutely everything. I know you won't take any notice of this because kids have to learn by themselves, but, at 13 or under, life is actaully pretty good. (except for the prementioned 45 year olds). Everyone, absolutely everyone goes thru hassles at that stage, even people like Bill Gates and Rupert Murdoch went thru that shit at that age. They're worth billions now. Not to say that you'll be worth billons, but you'll be worth jack shit if you kill yourself at that age. Even the people that love you (and there is more of them that you'll believe) will eventually forget you if you die that early.
Wait till you're 45 then decide.
|29 Dec 2004||Phil||Dear Fear Factor For the suicidal...
I know how you feel, sort of. I have Social Anxiety Disorder too. Its funny you know, because whenever you tell someone "I have Social Anxiety..." they often interrupt and say "Yeah I get that too, it's a bummer isn't it. Hey are you gonna go to xxx's birthday party next week, it should be a good one".
People in general, (ie those who don't have it) always imagine that SA people are weak and silly and stupid and should pull themselves together and that they dont have 'real' problems. If those people suffered from it themselves they might see what hell it is and think differently. Point made for now.
|15 Dec 2004||Philip||I felt really depressed and thought of killing myself.. Then i found this site... I read through almost all the articles and now i feel really stupid!I broke up with my girlfriend like a month ago.. She was(and unfortunately she is)everything to me. I've never been so much in love before in my life.Now everyday i see her flirting with a fucker. I gave a promise that i would kick the shit out of him if he would dare to go out with her. It's my senior year and i'm really anxious and stressed about my future because of the pressure i get from my parents (they are not that strict but they really make me feel bad..) Tomorrow i start exams and i'm still thinking of commiting suicide but i really think i'm stupid because i can see that people that have really big problems just face it and still live.But i feel so much depressed and useless... Wish i was with my girlfriend (she doesn't give a fuck about me though.. and we'll never be together again..). if i'm with the person i love, i forget about everything.. but now.. she dumped me for no actual reason and i am really depressed about it and about the whole think with my future and my parents.. I think that i shouldn't commit suicide and guys.. just think of how people that just know you would feel.. a good friend of mine commited suicide because of his girlfriend and now she's depressed and feels guilty... i don't want to do this to her.. (although some times i feel i want revenge for the pain she caused me..)|
|08 Dec 2004||Felicia The Great||Garry,
You are so imaginative and creative with your beautiful persona of the moon. Send more of your writings because your creative thoughts bring much color to those who only see black and white.
Dear Girl with the A cup bra,
Lucy Cortina has a list of bras you can pick from. I asked her for the inflatable kind. That way you don't have to worry about painful silicone breast implants or pasting rubber boobies on your chest with rubber cement.
I know the men out there think I am another eccentric woman on the rampage for silicone-injected boobies. These men out there don't know that I going insane with their cantankerous accusations to keep my chest real and to let it all hang out with old age. They don't realize how bad it can be for my back. If my aging sagging knockers were any lower and I threw them over my shoulder, I would have to contact the designers of Versace or Louis Vitton and suggest they create the over the shoulder double "knocker" purse with piercing double brass buckles.
|02 Dec 2004||clitty clit clit clit||Man is the Bastard,
Congratulations!!!!! On being on my top 5 list of "World's Most Miserable People"!!!! You are a fucking idiot. Having children isn't a sin against nature, YOU are a sin against nature. I can't believe that any loser could be so stupid, but oh well, you're the one who's going to suffer most. You're the one whos life sucks ass. The world is better off without YOU. I feel sorry for the pussy you came out of you stupid piece of shit. So you think having kids is selfish because souls should rest eh? What the fuck kind of philosophy is that? The only selfish thing would be if I saw you and didn't punch you in the face and then rip your balls off and throw them in the sewer. I hope someone throws shit in your face.
|25 Nov 2004||philippe||to get 13 ... and older. perhaps.|
|13 Nov 2004||chelsea phillippe||Theres no good way to kill yourself. All your doing is hurting others around you and making yourself even more miserable than before. Guys, i know its tough trust me. But instead of thinking positive, think down the road when your married with beautiful children. Then think, wow all that shit made me stronger as a person. Everybody goes through drama everyday. It sucks, but hey get used to it! It's part of life. I know I'm a stronger person because of what happened to me, but it also interferes with everyday life. If you must know, I have been abused physically, mentally, and sexually by my own father all my life. It's hard to take, it really hurts your feelings. I was also raped by my own brother, who obviously didnt care about me. My mom is the one thats verbally abusive and didnt really seem to care what my brother did to me when i told her. So he got away with it and the next thing i know he does it to someone else! I'm ashamed. But I'm also living with it. I've done on the little things: cut myself, got a knife tempting to take my own life, punched walls, threatened others, all kinds of stuff. All I have is my friends, and some of them even doubt me. I just know I'm a better person because of some and wrose person because of others. If somebody has made you depressed, dont kill yourself. Cuase all your saying to that person is you win. Your just letting them win at their own game. Your STRONGER than that! Please, you have a whole life ahead of you which could be the best thing that ever happened to you. Just go on living and be all that you can be for your future! I love you all! Stay positive, stay strong! *Chelsea*|
|12 Nov 2004||John Phillips||Imagine it..13's too young to decide shit. Living in this bastard world is worse than death so if you want the pain... live it.Either that or buy a one way ticket to Iraq.|
|31 Oct 2004||Phil||Hey weirdass, your posts are hilarious, keep them coming. And dont worry over Felicia, like me she uses anything for cheap self-promotion. Perhaps next you may even see her kissing Britney Spears.
As for the endless idiots who post here wanting to report this site to the authoririties...WHAT PLANET DO YOU LIVE ON? Perhaps you should report websites showing pedophiles abusing children to the authorities, or better yet perhaps you should report the authorities treatment of dying people in third world countries to the authorities? If you dont yet understand or 'get' this website, perhaps you should take my advice and let it all wash over you (in the manner of the infamous shower scene in Lesbo College Girls 2). Observe it all and make sense of it all. The people here are all real and are expressing themselves in many weird and wacky, sometimes creative ways.
I, however, still dont really understand any of it. Ooh Im going to be in the shower for a very long time.
|25 Oct 2004||Phil||Quite right Felicia! I speak from experience as I was the first contestant of the UK Big Brother to have gay sex on TV. It was in all the papers and I was denounced as a demon, so I drifted into a life of fantasy and boobies. It's a lot more interesting.|
|19 Oct 2004||phil||ok i am 16 now i have been trying to commit suicide for a very long time i just failed my g.c.se.s miserabley and started college doing the lowest levels i got beaten up my dad belittled by everyone i meet my x-girlfriend just broke my heart and it hurts like hell my dad is tryign to kick me out of my home with no money yet i still live i only live because their is nothing i can do about because i am just not strong willed enough to kill myself cus i am worried aboutwhat if it goes wrong i need to know how to kill myself painlessly and very succesfully|
|18 Oct 2004||Issac||Well, seeing that life is so fragile and precious, losing it shouldn't be that hard. So stop being creative about it, suicide isn't about being remembered it's about being effaced. To poison yourself on a bed of roses defeats the purpose as does trying to behead yourself with a kitana blade (God how stupid could you be). The only real way to commit suicide would be to jump in front of a bus/train/helicopter, take an overdose of heroin in your room (without calling anyone in the process or setting yourself up to be discovered), slitting your wrists when no one's home, throwing the toaster in the bathtub with you, pissing on the third rail of the subway, whatever, just as long as it will succeed because it's not very hard to kill yourself. People die every day, they die young, and they don't want to. It's an incredible pity when someone who really wants to go is unsuccessful. It should never happen. Remember that suicide is the only truly philosophical question and not something to be trifled with. It's not for weepy teenagers, or depressed bachelors, it's for people making a conscious philosophical decision on the value and quality of life at a certain time in a certain place for a certain person. Nothing is more sacred. So drop the fucking teenage rebellion/ I'm real mature act. Either do it or don't; shit or get off the pot. Stop fucking around with a sacred choice, that you're not able to make.|
|11 Oct 2004||Felicia The Great||Dear Mouchette.Org and Friends,
On a mental note, one day I ran across a handwritten article that my deceased father left in a manilla folder. A month ago, I sufferred a nervous breakdown and cried my eyes out to two therapists. Oh.... the tissues were used up and I cried so hard, I swore I almost gagged out a lung. Till that one day, I read the article my father left me, it struck a chord for optimism. Now, I know it may not work for everybody. Some excepts may be confusing to some, but you will kind of get it. In other words, through conscience reading, you'll get the point. Unfortunately, some of the readers will think that this is some kind of bullshit, but to be honest, it is helping me.
So folks, if you dare to read, please keep this advise to yourselves and don't let any family member or friend of yours know what you are doing. (I am referring to people not reading this post site.) I have heard so many people promise that they would change themselves and fail. (I'm a good example.) But to someone who feels like a complete failure and to the next person, just realize that if you stumble and feel down, realize that you are not alone in this cruel, cruel world. And to Phil, my inspirational friend, and Billy The Freak, who is really the one eyed green monster with two legs, and to the frantic people hanging on a limb and trying to survive, before you contemplate suicide, even if you are an Athiest, read on and enjoy a nice cup of coffee.
Ready? Here is the article.
The Seven-Day Mental Diet
By Emmett Fox
"The subject of diet is one of the foremost topics of the present day in public interest. Newspapers, books, the Internet, and magazines teem with articles on the subject. The nutrition section of bookstores is filled with volumes unfolding the mysteries of proteins, starches, vitamins, carbohydrates, and so forth. The whole world is food-conscious. Experts on the subject are saying that physically you are what you eat. Your whole body is really composed of the food that you have eaten in the past. What you eat today, will be in your bloodstream after the lapse of so many hours, and it is your blood-stream that builds all the tissues composing your body - and there you are.
Of course, no sensible person has any quarrel with all this. It is perfectly true, as far as it goes, and the only surprising thing is that it has taken the world so long to find it out; but in this pamphlet I am going to deal with the subject of dieting at a level that is infinitely more profound and far reaching in its effects. I refer of course to mental dieting.
The most important of all factors in your life is the mental diet on which you live. It is the food, which you furnish to your mind that determines the whole character of your life. It is the thoughts you allow yourself to think, the subjects that you allow your mind to dwell upon, which make you and your surroundings what they are. As they days, so shall they strength be. Everything in your life today the state of your body, whether healthy or sick, the state of your fortune, whether prosperous or impoverished, the state of your home, whether happy or the reverse, the present condition of every phase of your life in fact-is entirely conditioned by the thoughts and feelings which you have entertained in the past, by the habitual tone of your past thinking. And the condition of your life tomorrow, and next week, and next year, will be entirely conditioned by the thoughts and feelings which you choose to entertain from now onwards.
In other words, you choose your life, that is to say, you choose all the conditions of your life, when you choose the thoughts upon which you allow your mind to dwell. Thought is the real causative force in life, and there is no other. You cannot have one kind of mind and another kind of environment. This means that you cannot change your environment while leaving your mind unchanged, nor-and this is the supreme key to life and the reason for this pamphlet -can you change your mind without your environment changing too.
This then is the real key to life: if you change your mind your conditions must change too- your body must change, your daily work or other activities must change; your home must change; the color-tone of your whole life must change-for whether you be habitually happy and cheerful, or low-spirited and fearful, depends entirely on the quality of the mental food upon which you diet yourself.
Please be very clear about this. If you change your mind your conditions must change too. We are transformed by the renewing of our minds. So now you will see that your mental diet is really the most important thing in your whole life.
This may be called the Great Cosmic Law, and its truth is seen to be perfectly obvious when once it is clearly stated in this way. In fact, I do not know of any thoughtful person who denies its essential truth. The practical difficulty in applying it, however, arises from the fact that our thoughts are so close to us that it is difficult, without a little practice, to stand back as it were and look at them objectively.
Yet that is just what you must learn to do. You must train yourself to choose the subject of your thinking at any given time, and also to choose the emotional tone, or what we call the mood that colors it. Yes, you can choose your moods. Indeed, if you could not you would have no real control over your life at all. Moods habitually entertained produce the characteristic disposition of the person concerned, and it is his disposition that finally makes or mars a person's happiness.
You cannot be healthy; you cannot be happy; you cannot be prosperous; if you have a bad disposition. If you are sulky, or surly, or cynical, or depressed, or superior, or frightened half out of your wits, your life cannot possibly be worth living. Unless you are determined to cultivate a good disposition, you may as well give up all hope of getting anything worthwhile out of life, and it is kinder to tell you very plainly that this is the case.
If you are not determined to start in now and carefully select all day the kind of thoughts that you are going to think, you may as well give up all hope of shaping your life into the kind of thing that you want it to be, because this is the only way.
In short, if you want to make your life happy and worth while, which is what God wishes you to make it, you must begin immediately to train yourself in the habit of thought selection and thought control. This will be exceedingly difficult for the first few days, but if you persevere you will find that it will become rapidly easier, and it is actually the most interesting experiment that you could possibly make. In fact, this thought control is the most thrillingly interesting hobby that anyone could take up. You will be amazed at the interesting things that you will learn about yourself, and you will get results almost from the beginning.
Now many people knowing this truth, make sporadic efforts from time to time to control their thoughts, but the thought stream being so close as I have pointed out and the impacts from outside so constant and varied, they do not make very much progress. That is not the way to work. Your only chance is definitely to form a new habit of thought which will carry you through when you are preoccupied or off your guard as well as when you are consciously attending to the business. This new thought habit must be definitely acquired, and the foundation of it can be laid within a few days, and the way to do it is this: Make up your mind to devote one week solely to the task of building a new habit of thought, and during that week let everything in life be unimportant as compared with that. If you will do so, then that week will be the most significant week in your whole life. It will literally be the turning point for you. If you will do so, it is safe to say that your whole life will change for the better. In fact, nothing can possibly remain the same. This does not simply mean that you will be able to face your present difficulties in a better spirit; it means that the difficulties will go. This is the scientific way to Alter Your Life, and being in accordance with the Great Law it cannot fail. Now do you realize that by working in this way you do not have to change conditions? What happens is that you apply the Law, and then the conditions change spontaneously. You cannot change conditions directly you have often tried to do so and failed but go on the seven day mental diet and conditions must change for you.
This then is your prescription. For seven days you must not allow yourself to dwell for a single moment on any kind of negative thought. You must watch yourself for a whole week as a cat watches a mouse, and you must not under any pretense allow your mind to dwell on any thought that is not positive, constructive, optimistic, kind. This discipline will be so strenuous that you could not maintain it consciously for much more than a week, but I do not ask you to do so. A week will be enough, because by that time the habit of positive thinking will begin to be established. Some extraordinary changes for the better will have come into your life, encouraging you enormously, and then the future will take care of itself. The new way of life will be so attractive and so much easier than the old way that you will find your mentality aligning itself almost automatically.
But the seven days are going to be strenuous. I would not have you enter upon this without counting the cost. Mere physical fasting would be child's play in comparison, even if you have a very good appetite. The most exhausting form of army gymnastics, combined with thirty-mile route marches, would be mild in comparison with this undertaking. But it is only for one week in your life, and it will definitely alter everything for the better. For the rest of your life here, for all eternity in fact, things will be utterly different and inconceivably better than if you had not carried through this undertaking.
Do not start it lightly. Think about it for a day or two before you begin. Then start in, and the grace of God go with you. You may start it any day in the week, and at any time in the day, first thing in the morning, or after breakfast, or after lunch, it does not matter, but once you do start you must go right through for the seven days. That is essential. The whole idea is to have seven days of-unbroken mental discipline in order to get the mind definitely bent in a new direction once and for all.
If you make a false start, or even if you go in well for two or three days and then for any reason "fall off" the diet, the thing to do is to drop the scheme altogether for several days, and then to start again afresh. There must be no jumping on and off, as it were. You remember that Rip Van Winkle in the play would take a solemn vow of teetotalism, and then promptly accept a drink from the first neighbor who offered him one, saying calmly: "I won't count this one." Well, on the seven-day mental diet this sort of thing simply will not do. You must positively count every lapse, and whether you do or not, nature will. Where there is a lapse you must go off the diet altogether and then start again.
Now, in order, if possible, to forestall difficulties, I will consider them in a little detail.
First of all, what do I mean by negative thinking? Well, a negative thought is any thought of failure, disappointment, or trouble; any thought of criticism, or spite, or jealousy, or condemnation of others, or self-condemnation; any thought of sickness or accident; or, in short, any kind of limitation or pessimistic thinking. Any thought that is not positive and constructive in character, whether it concerns you yourself or anyone else, is a negative thought. Do not bother too much about the question of classification, however; in practice you will never have any trouble in knowing whether a given thought is positive or negative. Even if your brain tries to deceive you, your heart will whisper the truth.
Second, you must be quite clear that what this scheme calls for is that you shall not entertain, or dwell upon negative things. Note this carefully. It is not the thought that come to you that matter, but only such of them as you choose to entertain and dwell upon. It does not matter what thoughts may come to you provided you do not entertain them. It is the entertaining or dwelling upon them that matters. Of course, many negative thoughts will come to you all day long. Some of them will just drift into your mind of their own accord seemingly, and these come to you out of the race mind. Other negative thoughts will be given to you by other people, either in conversation or by their conduct, or you will hear disagreeable news perhaps by letter or telephone, or you will see crimes and disasters announced in the newspaper headings. These things, however, do not matter as long as you do not entertain them. In fact, it is these very things that provide the discipline that is going to transform you during this epoch making week. The thing to do is, directly the negative thought presents itself - turn it out. Turn away from the newspaper; turn out the thought of the unkind letter, or stupid remark, or what not. When the negative thought floats into your mind, immediately turn it out and think of something else. Best of all, think of God as explained in The Golden Key perfect analogy is furnished by the case of a man who is sitting by an open fire when a red hot cinder flies out and falls on his sleeve. If he knocks that cinder off at once, without a moment's delay to think about it, no harm is done. But if he allows it to rest on him for a single moment, under any pretense, the mischief is done, and it will be a troublesome task to repair that sleeve. So it is with a negative thought.
Now what of those negative thoughts and conditions which it is impossible to avoid at the point where you are today? What of the ordinary troubles that you will have to meet in the office or a home? The answer is, that such things will not affect your diet provided that you do not accept them, by fearing them, by believing them, by being indignant or sad about them, or by giving them any power at all. Any negative condition that duty compels you to handle will not affect your diet. Go to the office, or meet the cares at home, without allowing them to affect you. (None of these things move me) and all will be well. Suppose that you are lunching with a friend who talks negatively-Do not try to shut him up or otherwise snub him. Let him talk, but do not accept what he says, and your diet will not be affected. Suppose that on coming home you are greeted with a lot of negative conversation-do not preach a sermon, but simply do not accept it. It is your mental consent, remember, that constitutes your diet. Suppose you witness an accident or an act of injustice let us say Instead of reacting with pity or indignation, refuse to accept the appearance at its face value; do anything that you can to right matters, give it the right thought and let it go at that. You will still be on the diet.
Of course, it will be very helpful if you can take steps to avoid meeting during this week anyone who seems particularly likely to arouse the devil in you. People who get on your nerves, or rub you up the wrong way, or bore you, are better avoided while you are on the diet; but if it is not possible to avoid them, then you must take a little extra discipline that is all.
Suppose that you have a particularly trying ordeal before you next week. Well, if you have enough spiritual understanding you will know how to meet that in the spiritual way; but for our present purpose, I think I would wait and start the diet as soon as the ordeal is over. As I said before, do not take up the diet lightly, but think it over well first.
In closing, I want to tell you that people often find that the starting of this diet seems to stir up all sorts of difficulties. It seen is as though everything begins to go wrong at once. This may be disconcerting, but it is really a good sign. It means that things are moving; and is not that the very object we have in view? Suppose your whole world seems to rock on its foundations. Hold on steadily; let it rock, and when the rocking is over. the picture will have reassembled itself into something much nearer to your heart's desire.
The above point is vitally important and rather subtle. Do you not see that the very dwelling upon these difficulties is in itself a negative thought, which has probably thrown you off the diet? The remedy is not, of course, to deny that your world is rocking in appearance, but to refuse to take the appearance for the reality (Judge not according to appearances but judge righteous judgment).
Closing words of caution-Do not tell anyone else that you are on the diet, or that you intend to go on it. Keep this tremendous project strictly to yourself. Remember that your soul should be the Secret Place of the Most High. When you have come through the seven days successfully, and secured your demonstration, allow a reasonable time to elapse to establish the new mentality, and then tell the story to anyone else who you think is likely to be helped by it.
And, finally, remember that nothing said or done by anyone else can possibly throw you off the diet. Only your own reaction to the other person's conduct can do that. "
|07 Oct 2004||Phil||Oh no Mouche, it's still not letting me have a peek. Here's the latest:
"Expression 'doctor OR surgeon OR surgery' triggered 1 times, weighting -1"
What is going on? Did you leave your sex toys scattered around on the floor or something?
|05 Oct 2004||Phil||You know what Mouchette, whenever I try to access the kit via a library computer now, it always comes up with this:
Text download (TEXT, 25221 bytes) was restricted by the text censor rule 'Scan and block pornographic content'.
TextCensor Script 'Pornography' triggered with total weighting of 11:
Expression '(big OR fine OR great OR nice OR good OR massive OR huge OR beautiful) FOLLOWEDBY=2 (tits OR pair of tits OR cleavage OR boobs OR pair of jugs OR hooters)' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'cock' triggered 1 times, weighting 1
Expression 'cock AND tits' triggered 1 times, weighting 1
Expression 'cock AND tits AND (nude OR sex)' triggered 1 times, weighting 1
Expression 'cum OR cumm' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'cunt' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Expression 'cunts' triggered 1 times, weighting 2
Now Mouchette, I don't know what has been going on lately within the suicide kit, but surely it hasn't turned into a porn fest overnight?