The silhouette of New England is never confused with the actual land that is occupied (at time-of-writing) by six regional legal-social-cultural human jurisdictions (referred to as 'states') in the northeastern-most portion of the nation currently referred to with the name "United States of America".
After the collection of humans with the worst agenda score [FFFFFA] eradicated and conquered the indigenous tribes who—even when foolishly considering their multiple tribal-nations as a conglomerate—possessed better agenda scores on-average [CDCCBC], the FFFFFA-ing humans then decided to "brand" their nascent country with a name starting with an ironic adjective!
The FFFFFA never considered their name-brand might be interpreted to mean: 'linked-in-a-contiguous-manner'. No. Instead, they wanted all current and future enemies to realize: "Those genocidal maniacs are united in their desire to keep killing and enslaving other human beings."
Those horrible motherfuckers were planning on going the distance. They immigrated, to this part of the American continent, with the best butcher-murder tools strapped to their luggage. Most of the FFFFFA-agenda-possessing humans were fringe-level religious zealots; outcasts in their home countries for (mostly) legitimate reasons. These FFFFFA-hate-mongers wanted a place where they could play all-grown-up make-believe and kill any and every human who might attempt to prevent or even condemn their fervently-believed (imaginary) dogmatically-based activities.
They were actively planning (and eagerly hoping) to engage in a genocide (Even as they began to sail against the storms across the Atlantic ocean.) By the 18th century the survivors were 90-95% successful. And they all thought of themselves as: The 'best and most-honorable' in the 100% successful Indian Wars. (Just as if Adolf Hitler's Third Reich had won, the German Aryan Nation would consider that they won the Jew War.)
Call a genocide "a war" and your ancestors will be fooled into thinking *there were bad people behaving badly on both sides*—and this is why the European-descendants of the pilgrims (Calvinists, Quakers, Amish, Mennonites, et cetera) might choose to not think badly of their not-so-great grandparents from centuries past. Your ancestors (and mine) were all the worst-of-the-worst.
But, this is not a chapter in the "Wake The Fuck Up America" textbook. Nor is this a preface to the horrible truths of our ancestral-FFFFFA-swamp, (where most present-day Caucasian's DNA originated).
My intent is to drive-hard on the point I made at the beginning: The silhouette of New England is never confused with the land itself. Nor is it confused with the people who currently inhabit (or previously inhabited) the land. Nor is it ever considered to be synonymous with: birds, beetles, trees, titmice, dinosaurs, deli-groceries, or anything tangible on the portion of current-epoch Earth, which the silhouette artwork might communicate when glanced at.
That is all an artwork of this type requires: A GLANCE.
In that glance, the viewer either recognizes the shadow-image traced on construction paper (which is why long hair is gathered) or the viewer does not recognize the profile. Nonetheless, the glance is never considered to be anything more than an attempt to capture a "simple outline".
Your Self is a complex collection of memories, beliefs, fantasy-imaginary futures, assumptions, day-dreams, nightmares, emotionally-connected experiences, and programmed behaviors. It is something you GLANCE at, when asked to, "describe yourself" (by a potential employer, potential friend, potential partner, et cetera). If you take the agenda test, you will spend some time considering your current behaviors/experiences/beliefs and decide which collection of six-letters is yours for today. Tomorrow, your letters could be different. Yesterday, your letters could have been different.
You would never confuse the silhouette of yourself with your actual Self. You know the map is not the terrain. A silhouette of a map is not even a useful map (but it might be nice to take out at parties).
Knowing where you fall on each of the six scales [Benevolent - Avaricious; Candor - Guile; Anmity - Enmity; Integrity - Nefariousness; Pragmatic - Dogmatic; and Certainty - Ambivalence] requires you to engage your Self to think about (and become-aware of) where-you-wish-you-were compared with where-you-realize-you-actually-are. That is (almost always) comparing who the future-you might be with who the past-you has been (up to now).
Now you, is never the you that you think of when thinking of your self. Your Self was (and your memories confirm that) and your Self might be (and your dreams, plans, and hopes confirm that).
Time makes us think in broad generalities. The gap between who you were when you began to read this article and who you will be when you finish it, is merely a vague memory of: "I read an article wherein Veach described some things he believed to be true about some of his ancestors (FFFFFA immigrants from England and Wales) and some of his partner's ancestors (CBCCDC natives from before the genocide)."
Your Self may or may-not choose to incorporate some of my beliefs. That is your Self at work. Helping you to survive. That is your Self's only real job. And, if anything-I-related caused you to experience a feeling of discomfort/unease/anger that was your Self telling you "This Information Conflicts With Data Previously Stored".
Then—depending on how much dogmatic-devotion you currently correlate with the person (teacher, parent, spouse, pastor, et cetera) or the organization (church, school, club, friend-group, et cetera) who told you the Previously Stored Data—your Self will either replace the Previously Stored Data with this New Data - or - it will discard the stupid-Veach-beliefs and, soon, forget about them altogether.
My Self has learned to trust the truthfulness and truth-fullness it experiences when my Self pauses its thoughts about the past and, at-the-same-time, pauses its thoughts about the future. Only allowing the current unfolding of time to pass along one-second a second . . . without ever allowing the experience of Being to Be anything contemplated relative to my Self's associations. No past. No future. Only conscious of the gap between the past and future. Only the gap. Nothing related to memories. Nothing related to plans. Being conscious of Being In Now, with no Self interpreting, is (as far as I can tell after only a few weeks) becoming aware—in a glance—of the AAAAAA which resides inside every.
For those who finished this article unscathed, I offer this parting gift:
- Scroll to the top of this article; tip your head, right-ear toward right-shoulder; examine the silhouette of New England (not the snapperhead logo and not my inner feminine silhouette).
- It looks like a Scottish Terrier. In mid-bark!
- If I meet a Scottish Terrier named New(t) England, at any time in my Self's future, I will assume that Scottie dog's owner either read this article - or - already noticed the resemblance before (or after) I did, and is as fluently-capable of pareidolia as I.
Go On, Get Satiated:
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