Unprovoked shark attacks are estimated at only 2,320 between the years 1580 and 2010...chance of being hit by lightening is 30 times greater--www.infoplease.com--… Crocodile’s with 5000 lbs --2.5 tons of pressure bite-- will go a year to 2 yrs without eating and cause less human deaths than hippos and the less than 100 accidental occurring bites cannot even begin to compare to the parrot’s 700lb per sq inch pressure bites of 3310 confirmed bites a year on humans.www.bobinoz.com. Deer are the number one killer of humans amongst animals not bears or snakes or spiders. And dogs top the charts of nasty encounters at roughly 4.7 million hospital confirmed encounters in the year 2011.
Human bites often are more dangerous and infectious… NYC had 1,587 confirmed in 1987... unfortunately we destroy animals when they bite, humans don’t subside to such punitive (Draconian) consequences.
“What is real?”
“Real isn’t how you were made”, said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When someone loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real.”
“Does it hurt?” asked the Velveteen Rabbit.
“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real, you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up.” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse, “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.”
“Generally by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand… once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.” (Margery Williams The Velveteen Rabbit or How Toys Become Real)
I think we suffer because we… ARE. Denying suffering is toxic.
Some of us are not the best examples of Eugenics. The myriad of problems associated with the physical inability to sense warning signals in order to automatically preserve ones own existence can be detrimental to ones health. But being denied the genetic ability to know if ones physically hurt does not make someone less of a person, does it?
Am I minimized as a person if I feel less physical sensation but more emotional turmoil? Tactical sensation is but one small aspect of pain.
Suffering has extreme emotionally and psychologically driven aspects, and pain interpretation itself is a subjective experience. Not having my nerves growing properly, for me, has resulted in me often feeling odd or strange.
I see a funny household pet wiggle at a scratch, I watch children receive gentle caresses, I wonder if things “touch nice”.
I constantly seek input from my environment and have to trust others for danger sensation.
I long to have the comfort and satisfaction most people enjoy from a soft kiss, but my world is a little different.
I am different but adequate and equal. Because my internal world is amplified by my inability to receive direct tactual input, I tend to empathize and assist others.
I am always scanning my environment for clues and this awareness makes me a quick responder to another’s distress.
I can realistically remove hazards such as small fires without others getting harmed. I can take hits and collisions into my body to save another. I get damaged but because I can’t feel I tend to fear less of the immediate and take the impact if another is in threat of destruction. I.e. I have been willing to sacrifice me for other in the past.
My body may not be able to adjust to the basic changes of the world.. POTS is a gravity problem, neuropathy leaves me prone to lesions, unnoticed bleeding, bruising, breaks and muscle tears.
I am human Novocain (Dayton Children’s Genetics Department) and often my intensity leaves others to call me a super nova. I don’t know rest or sleep. Comfort comes hard. Anxiety is extreme.
Malaise and sorrow often creep into my days. I am in organ failure. In pursuit of self-conquest, this little Dysautonomia has found herself putting her OCD plunderers’ fears aside.
I have to either find a way to survive or make one.
Ravenous creatures rip at my mind tearing away my every thought. What is this I feel… Pain?
I do believe that the swelling of infection is causing the most severe discomfort of physical nature any mortal has ever bore!!!
In the face of apathy on the part of Ohio medical practitioners I fly with impunity.
100 visits to ER’s in the last 2 years have yielded nothing but insults. “Crazy” the nurses have called me. Not a medical diagnosis, I say.
“Manipulative and deceitful… liar”, so says a fool unwilling to test the validity of a statement. Ignorance and arrogance are not a virtue and yet I am subjected to intolerance.
“I’m mad, you’re mad, we’re all mad here” said the cat in Alice in Wonderland. But accusations without willingness to investigate warrants a blatant waste of time and harms life. My LIFE!!
I have been dropped by Doctors who believed the cure to vomiting for 7 months straight was comeback for another visit in 2 months.
“Nothing needs to change, everything’s all right”, I was told over and over again. So long as the doctor wasn’t in discomfort all was well.
“Away and mock the time with fairest show; false face must hide what the false heart doth know… what’s done can not be undone.” Lady Macbeth spoke of the crossing of the Rubicon, past the point of no return… when a wolf in sheep’s cloak is exposed there can be no turning back.
Local medicine has refused me basic treatment after finding the stabbing pain from my back spearing through my chest to be a 0% gall bladder functioning. I was and Am SICK!!!
My mental disorder is actually my organs failing, an all too physical problem being met by others apathy. My life has an all too human the animal problem agitating it!!!
With my liver potentially failing, this big pupil, pupil of life seeks an end to the patronage of patronizing fools.
With courage and patience I am attempting to effect my fate and utilize my God-given right to turn the other cheek and run like hell to a state, that is not in confusion of what a person is paid for… to do their damn job!!!
I fail to be impressed by: “I won’t do my job and no one can make me”, statements being made here in Ohio. Medical doctors are being paid to practice medicine, not to give face and act as a billing agency to abscond with insurance funds.
I will make all efforts to exonerate myself from the tolls of village idiots and try to find someone that will furnish me with assistance or at least basic human to human comfort. I struggle. I suffer because I care.
I desire to live and thus I feel… sad. “My heart is sick and sad“(Chief Joseph)… I breath I Love… dum spiro spero… and God is Love.
For this, I fight. Today I stare into the abyss and the abyss stares back into me (Nietzsche). The surgeon has not contacted me again nor has the specialist.
Hope is wearing thin. I have found little response nor recourse for derogatory and blatantly malicious behavior on behalf of local doctors.
The state medical board offers no recursive actions. I can not accept that a miracle is my only answer. I am sadly prone to Lessing’s Ditch, (I’m in dire need of the “Proof of Power”).
I believe in God but not to the extent of losing rationality and logic. I can not make a leap into the metaphysical hope that things will mysteriously “just make themselves better“. I believe that without human custodianship, without human intervention we fail grotesquely as a species. God gave us the ability to help one another in times of great pain and suffering.
That great ugly ditch of apathy strikes me as nothing more than a slovenly lack of courage and concern for others.
Speed wise-- cheetahs run 60 mph, average household
cats and dogs run twice the speed of our record
breaking Olympians this year in London… strength
wise… (10) a bear lifts .8 times it’s body weight
1500 lb body lifts 1200 lbs (9) a mussel can hold 2x’s
its body weight on its very strong but small shell (8)
an anaconda can squeeze something 550 lbs the same
as their body weight (7) Oxen can pull or carry 5x’s
body weight across rugged terrain…their weight is
1300 lbs and they can pull 2000 lbs (6) Tiger can
carry 2x’s their body weight and jump a 10 foot fence
with its prey… weighing in at 600 lbs a 1200 lb animal
can be what’s for dinner (5) an eagle is the strongest
bird that can fly with 4x’s its body weight (4) a gorilla
can lift something 10x’s its own body weight…a 450lb
gorilla can lift 4600 lbs meaning as many as 30 adult
humans at one time… top that man… (3) the leaf
cutter ant can lift something 50x’s it’s own body
weight… imagine a person who can lift a truck!!! (2)
elephant are the strongest mammals according to the
internet…tipping the scales at 1200 lbs an elephant
can carry 20,000 lbs meaning 130 human adults could
catch a piggy back ride without strain (1) The
rhinoceros beetle is not only the strongest insect but
also the strongest animal compared to body weight…
benching 80x’s their own body weight… man is weak
without a big brain and cooperation that bridges the
gap of time and removes the chains of darkness--
scienceray.com/biology/top-10-strongest-animals-compared-to-
weight
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