To: K-list
Recieved: 1999/12/01 12:17
Subject: Re: [K-list] food fight
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent
On 1999/12/01 12:17, Mystress Angelique Serpent posted thus to the K-list:
At 08:27 AM 12/1/99 , Steve Salter wrote:
> I may disagree but
>don't come right out and tell people they are wrong. Before I "mind my
>manners" you should define what "manners" you are referring to. I may or
>may not, depending on the lyst mystress's definition.
Nope, I'm not gonna. If you didn't learn manners in kindergarden, then
it ain't my job to fill you in. I'm not gonna waste an hour snipping out
all the incidents of rudeness and disrespect in your posts for your
edification.
> A more proper (IMNSHO) response
>from you would have been a clarification such as
>
> "ARE you suggesting I whack Zala's penis..."
Fine, sweetie, you want the job of being list Mistress or what? My
sense of humor for reminding folks to mind thier manners ran out long ago,
unfortunately. If you don't think telling me how I ought to express myself
is not telling me I'm wrong, perhaps you are one of those unfortunate
creatures El was speaking of.
>That was a joke. If you are familiar with Cheech
>and Chong, that was a funny courtroom line from one of their albums.
Great. Next time you rip off material from a professional comedian, at
least give them a credit. If you wanna make a career out of being funny by
using folks for dartboards, go be Don Rickles someplace else.
>However, you might have words with the entity as you have with so many
>others."
Yes, perhaps I should tell her the story of granting Shaktipat to a
crab and making it into a Buddha, and getting it's enthusiastic consent
for me to free it from the body by killing it instantly in boiling
water.... it was delicous.
>Oh, and by the way, did you HAVE to quote that very long post again in
>your response? That sort of thing wreaks havoc with the digest
>subscribers.
Ya know what? Today is my birthday, and I think I'm gonna give myself a
b-day treat by unsubbing you and Zala both. I am way tired of getting shit
from people for doing my job as List Mystress, and getting shit equally if
I don't do it.
I spent years being patient with it, like a good spiritual person, and as
I explained to Amanda recently, my patience has run out gone gone gone long
ago. Either I abandon my patience policy and start unsubbing people who
don't respect guidelines, or I give up the list. I have not the time, to
be patient.
Goddess gave me a great B-day present this week.
She showed me the location of the Kundalini sanctuary I dreamt of when I
was 9 years old. It's a 400 room hotel north of Vancouver, in the BC
coastal rainforest, that has stood empty for 20 years. Needless to say, I
have my work cut out for me, and I happen to think that creating my vision,
and following my own dream is a better use of my time than banging my head
on the futility of trying to persude someone who thinks I am a murderer, to
be polite and offer unconditional love to the other murderers.
Before I was a List Mystress I was a Dungeon Mistress. Seargent at Arms
for the National Leather Association of BC.. volunteer. "DM" is the term
for the individuals who take on the responsibility of ensuring that all the
activities of people playing at a public BDSM party are safe, sane,
consensual. It was my job to interrupt scenes that looked like someone
might get hurt, and bodily evict people who were behaving offensively... so
the other folks could feel safe enough to be tied up and tortured, and
enjoy it.
On a few occasions, being a kindhearted sort, I spoke up on behalf of
people whom others wanted to reject, but it hasn't served me. Those people
are still around 6 years later, annoying the community, repaying my
tolerance and compassion by speaking ill of me at every opportunity.
When I first joined the list, I did the same thing. The owner was mostly
absent, so I took it upon myself to verbally humiliate the hostile folks
into leaving the list, and it became a more peaceful place.
Then I became list owner, amidst a storm of objections and spent years
bending over backwards to be patient with assholes to demonstrate my
tolerance.. but ya know what? Having explored both polarities, it is clear
to me that the spiritual ideals of tolerance and patience don't work. That
the job of maintaining harmony in a Kundalini Sanctuary will be more like
being a Dungeon Mystress, security guard at a hotel, than my efforts to be
the ever-tolerant List Mystress.
It is apparent that I'd best be true to my alpha wolf nature, and drive
the disruptive members from the pack, to fend for themselves for the good
of the community.. even if it does feel like chewing my own leg off to
escape a trap..
>Respectfully and with great abandon,
>-Steve.
>
Respectfully abandoning you..
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