KONUŞMA
Dogma: Philosophy that can bite.
The History of the World, Part One
I don't know who invented shame and blame. I know Sigmund Bob thought he dreamed it up, but it was invented way before that. I think the original Bob invented it in the garden of Eden while creating another Bob in his own image. At that point he got a really good look at his own image and said, heaven's I hope that isn't me. But of course it was a mirror image of god.
And Bob said, that looks just like a dogma, and he shuttered.
I don't think there is anything wrong with having your very own dogma, that walks with you when you say heal, and sits at your feet when you don't. Every Bob has their very own dogma. It is also a mirror image. Turn it around and it says, am god. It is man's best friend.
Shame and blame just came about cause Bob kept trying to train his dogma with a rolled up newspaper. Don't pee there, don't poop here, don't eat the slippers, don't, don't, don't. All that constant restriction really gets to a dogma, and pretty soon they lose their puppy spontaneity, and just hang around with long ears looking sad.
I don't know why Bob does that with his dogmas. One by one he beats the life out of them, and then they die. Then he gets a new one and starts all over.
There is nothing like having a brand new fresh puppy dogma to play with. They are just so loyal and lovable, but also a pain in the ass. They whine all night like Wade, cause they want you to be their mother, and you do have to continuously feed them. It's that personal responsibility thing.
That is when Bob first noticed that his shoulders and neck hurt a lot.
At any time Bob could have just pulled down the barriers and let his dogma have its way. But no, Bob felt personal responsibility to create his dogma's reality also. This is a real problem for Bob, he just can't seem to let go.
And there are dogma training facilities every where, and every whim. They have weekend seminars, when they lock your dogma in a room for 18 hours, and make it confess to every type known sin. And then they insult it until it cries, like the Dr. Phil Judge Show, or Jerry Springer.
But your dogma has emotionally expressed itself, and somehow actually feels better. I think that dogma had been restricting itself from feeling for a long, long time, and it felt good to cry. Or it might feel good to finally open up and share yourself in some more valid way. It is like having that dream about being naked in public, or using the toilet in public. Exposure.
So much fear about exposure. As though there were actually secrets.
Just think about that word for a moment.
Secret.
I'll wait...
:-)