I dont wear socks!! HA!!! ruined your hex sucka
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I dont wear socks!! HA!!! ruined your hex sucka
Whats Miami? Isn't that a graveyard for old people?
I don't confuse pride, the self centered gloating thing with a sense of accomplishment and fulfillment.
They are two entirely different things.
Pride is empty and foolish more often than not. Ego driven and looping with no benefit to the outside world and precious little benefit to the one exuding it.
a sense of accomplishment can be quantified with the work that brought the sense.
Pride is the erroneous notion that one has done it "himself".
Nothing in this world is accomplished in isolation and all that we have we owe to others to one degree or another.
Pride is THE "sin" because it causes one to believe in the biggest lie, that we can do it ourselves with no help from any one.
what about having pride in the accomplishments of a group, or family, or a country's success?
what if im rock climbing and a slide causes me to break my leg and i drag myself back to civilization, can i be proud of doing that on my own?
you bastard!!
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You are probably right, but Hoodoo is also a commonly used term to refer to certain types of African folk magic, spirtual and medicinal healing, and hexing. the primary tools are herbs and other other natural resources such as bones and minerals. specific traditions of sorcerers, geomancers, priests etc. throughout west Africa are the masters of 'hoodoo'
yeah, the Haitian voodoo has roots that seem to lead specifically to the Benin area. Not something I'm very interested in. I am interested in old cultures tho, and they include the voodooos! Interesting groups. I can see why a Christian would be terrified by these people.
Oh, and hoodoos are pretty cool to see. Got stuck on one when I was like 8. Took me about an hour to find a safe way off that thing. All I had was a younger smaller cousin with me. Getting off wasn't exactly the hard part, getting off with her not freaking out and injury free was the hard part. I almost fell lowering her off that fukcer. My own fault for talking her into climbing it in the first place. Not a lesson I took to heart. I've been in situations like that more than once with girlfriends when I was a kid. We were pretty adventurous. People say they're down, but then it comes time to actually show and prove and people really screw up the rotation.
So when you watch your kid take his first step, you are beaming with accomplishment and fulfillment? I can dig it. But, how do you know it isn't pride? Very hard to tell from the outside looking in. Only you know for sure, but how many of us are actually honest with ourselves? One in 100,000 maybe? In fact it's our delusions that allow us to continue undamaged, or less damaged.
I agree, by the way. Pride is weakness. I also think it's a weakness we all suffer from far too often. ALL of us.
It was only about 13 to 15 feet tall. Not much of a climb. But at 8 years old it was insanity. I was most worried about damaging my cousin and getting in trouble. The scariest part about it was that the ground was treacherous itself. If you fell, it would be bad. Jagged rocks everywhere and calm wasn't a part of her repertoire. How's that for parental supervision huh! ;)