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Destressing Arguments - Plain Talk Against Stress
Destressing Arguments - Plain Talk Against Stress
Destressing Arguments - Plain Talk Against Stress
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Deconstruct the mess in your life, so that you find that elusive quality, one that is often taken for granted.. sanity. So that life no longer feels headed down a perilous slope to some nameless disaster, a disaster that can only start in your own mind.
No matter what the situation, learn to find that all important turning point that can change your life for the better.
Let Destressing Arguments jumpstart that process..
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Release dateAug 20, 2018
ISBN9780359037360
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    Destressing Arguments - Plain Talk Against Stress - Soriakastache

    deSTRESSing arguments

    deSTRESSing arguments

    plain talk against stress

    s o r i a k a s t a c h e

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    Raleigh, NC, Bloomington, IN

    Copyright © 2018 soriakastache.

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    for

    young, troubled minds

    note

    December 27, 2015.

    This bunch of notes is dedicated to my mom and dad, who guided me strictly, often painfully, but well, setting the basis to a life simplified. Though I must hasten to add that I was a good student - barring a few tantrums - who learnt the value of criticism early enough.

    This book is a result of my experiences in life above ground, and is what I ‘debate’, given the opportunity, over a pedantic drink.

    But reading this book will not require lime or a pinch of salt, though smelling salts may not be uncalled for.

    introduction

    Things can go wrong, and there can be a time when everything seems to go wrong..

    Though everything that ought to have been done has been done 'right'. At a time like that, to an immature mind, the world is the camp of the enemy and everyone in it is merely a tool set up to demolish one person - it’s difficult to see anyone, or any opinion, even if helpful, clearly and fairly, because there’s a thick mist of despair and hate that impairs visibility, physical, and mental.

    Determined negative thought makes it worse, and one blunders ahead, oblivious of the deep chasm along the path, unseen in the mist. It’s but a matter of time before one musters the courage to venture the trust essential to grab the hand (of the ‘enemy’ in the mist) that supposedly wants to help, or perishes. Or worse, is permanently impaired.

    Or far worse, permanently impaired mentally.

    Nothing affects life or defines the outlook of life more than thought. Everything one has been, or is going to be, is due to thought. Thought can motivate, and that motivation can bring about a single idea on which hinges the direction of life itself, until the end of ones time on the planet. Or thought can incapacitate with just a single idea, leading to desperation.

    Humans are puppets, run by their minds. The only way to live is by gaining control of the mind. Control thought, and voilà! suddenly life is full of possibility.

    All that then remains to be dealt with, is choice..

    Of what to do, which way to turn. Is this good? Or is that? Indeed, what is ‘good’, and what isn’t? How is good and bad, right and wrong sorted out - it’s so subjective. What if this road leads to money, and the other does not? After all, on Earth, money is king - so what’s the basis of a ‘right’ - or wise - choice.

    A ‘wise’ choice - or wiser choice - boils down to an understanding of why one has reached that spot, first, that is, why one is faced with that choice - or the importance of the stakes.. Only knowing how ones mind reacts to various situations, can enable that ability. And the luxury of a choice that will not end in regret. Which means, knowing what one wants from life.. how one wants to be remembered. That’s a tall order, when modern life beckons one to ‘live free, by the day, let the devil take tomorrow’.

    But unfortunately, one must decide which way to go.. It’s a decision entirely personal - there are a lot of arguments that can influence decisions, by those who mean well, and those who mean well by themselves, so ‘deconstructing’ a situation, to small bits, so that one holds the cards is extremely important, and an easy enough thing to do - and entirely dependent upon ones willingness to go to the engine room, and direct operations.. because the mind is in control, and the body is merely the machine that it is attached to, in every sense. Because no one else can do so better.. and no one should ever be allowed to.

    first

    Once upon a bleak and stormy night, I glowered through the window, beset with gloom, daring the lion in the yard, who merely glared back, to start something, looking for the next flash of lightning, wondering at the fearful crash of the thunder, and the fierceness of the rain striking the roof tiles.. a wolf yowled nearby, underscoring the bleak..

    I looked at the sky uneasily.. was it going to fall at last, was my morbid thought. Maybe it was going to.. I hoped it did. If it did, I hoped that the roof wouldn't hold.. maybe then my misery would end.

    No wait, it wasn’t like that.. 

    It was night, dark as I felt, and I glowered through the window, beset with gloom, glaring at the stone lion in the yard, willing it to start something, goaded on by the storm that raged through my brain, taxed as it was with various emotions jostling for airtime all at

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