This blog includes 52 Stories in 52 Weeks, which was done in 2007, along with some metaphysical or life lectures. There is artwork and videos, too. I started writing and drawing with two hands around the year 2001 as a mental and brain development experiment on my own brain to restructure my brain's neurons, etc. again. Simply put, using two hands to write and draw forces both sides of the brain to connect together, to become a holistic, stronger, improved brain. I hope you enjoy my blog.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Mary And The Psychology Of Killing

52 Stories in 52 Weeks: ## 32 Mary And The Psychology Of Killing.

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr's Ambidextrous Brain and Spiritual Mind.

Sitting in a parking lot can do strange things to people. One moment a person can be lonely, and then they can meet someone. The next moment they are in love. A few moments later, they have to decide whether their love is worth the time and energy for a family life. Conversations in a parking lots can change people too. Mary learned how a conversation in a parking lot could change her decision to become a psychologist or a United States Marine after high school. Would she live long enough to fall in love and then start a family or would she die in a war? Was Mary changed by her short, yet profound conversation with the Soul Saver creature in a parking lot, or was she not?

Susy and Mary sat in a car, in the parking lot, during their last high school summer vacation. They were having their own conversation about dogs. The car was parked b y an animal shelter because they were thinking about adopting a pet dog. The Soul Saver had guessed that they waited in their car, in their parking lot, as they talked about their decision to adopt a dog, but he later learn they had never talked about their more important decisions about their futures after high school. They probably did not realize that there were bigger issues to talk about as they hung out in their car, in a parking lot. After all, they had sat in so many black tarred parking lots during those hot summer days, just like so many thousands of highschool students do all around America, that they sat in a daze, without thinking about their post highschool life; that is, until a Soul Saver talks them out of their daze.

Susy had driven the car in the parking lot so her car would face the lake. The animal shelter was behind them, with the unwanted dogs and cats and other animals needing some attention. Susy and Mary wanted to give her attention to some animals, but what Susy and Mary were really looking for was someone to give them some attention. Like many high school seniors to be, they knew, in the back of their minds, that their childhood’s were was almost up. Soon, they would have to grow up to face the hard cold, dog eat dog world. That their last free days of non-existent real world responsibilities were soon going to be over, in about 365 days.

Then, their high school games would be gone forever, over like when one dream world changes for another dream world. That is how the night dream world works, one scene for another scene, changed in a split second of time. In the night dream world, one scene can change into another scene with no seemingly rhyme or reason. When the real world dream world changes like the night dream world, people can get confused because their minds are out of tune with both dream worlds. The dream world of life and death.

Susy and Mary were in the middle of their day dreams that seem more like a night dream. As they sat in that parking lot, they were waiting for an answer, as if an answer would appear out of the clear blue sky. As they sat in their car, they were somehow wishing that an angel would appear just to give them some advise. Instead, a Soul Saver appeared in the parking lot.

The Soul Saver had parked his car in the parking lot for another reason. He was in the process of saving another lost soul, so he was a busy guy. The Soul Saver realized that there were trillions of lost souls who walked on the planet earth. It has been that way for millions of years as trillions of human souls walked on earth, caring more about the gold under the ground, instead of worrying about the Soul of their being. The lake was located in the middle of the busy metropolitan city, with cars passing the lake on its one long side while trains passed the lake on the other side. Everyday, thousands of people passed the lake without realizing the soul of the lake would help them find their own souls.

The Soul Saver understood that the lake was a place where people could open up their minds to new possibilities, both inside and outside their minds, by leaving their closed minds at their boxed lives of their offices and their homes. The Soul Saver learned that when people’s mind become enclosed onto itself because of the office walls, it was then that they needed the open space of nature, a space where the life of nature has a rejuvenating effect on the minds and souls of humans.

When the Soul Saver stepped up to his car, he heard a voice say, Hello,’ so he bent down to look at the voice’s face. He saw a young lady who was sitting in a red car. After the Soul Saver returned his hello, the two started up a conversation, in the parking lot.

‘Nice day today.’ said Mary.
‘It sure is.’ replied the Soul Saver.
‘What are you doing sitting here in the parking lot?’
‘We are thinking about adopting a dog.’
‘Are you ready for the responsibility?’
‘Do not know.’ said Mary.
‘You look like you are still in high school.’
‘Yea. One more year left.’ said Mary.

It was not what she said, but how she said it that bothered the Soul Saver. It was a look in her eyes that told the story. This young lady was already thinking about what she was going to do after she completed high school. What a way to spend her last summer vacation; worrying about what she was going to do after high school. The Soul Saver guessed that their parents were not helping them too much either. So many of America’s highschool students did not get much guidance from their parents for that big day when they were free from high school.

‘Are you guys ready for the real world?’ asked the Soul Saver.
‘Does that mean the world away from our high school life?’
‘What are you going to do after high school? Are you going to college?’
‘I want to major in psychology.’ said Mary.
‘Really?’ is what her driver friend Susy stated. ‘I want to major in psychology too.’
‘Wow. I did not know that.’ Mary turned around to the Soul Saver. ‘But I might go into the United States Marines Corps first. My whole family served in the Marines and it something I have always wanted to do.’ (Without a single thought about the consequences of that sloppy decision making process.)

The Soul Saver’s mind began to twitch a bit when he immediately realized the contradiction between studying the human mind and human behavior versus killing other human beings in a war; or being killed by another human being. The Soul Saver quickly added the two concepts together. The psychology of killing another human being. The psychology of killing any living creature, except for food. Where does the terrorist urge to kill another human come from? Surely not the physical blood pumping heart. From our partly human, partly animal brains?

Yet, would the animals create killing machines if they could, or would the animals be more peaceful than the humans? After hundreds of millions of years of human brain development, isn’t it a bit insane that some people want to kill other humans, for whatever reason? Terrorist enjoy killing, so America needs the United States Military to defend America from terrorists who love to kill. Yet, there are hunters in America who love to kill animals such as deer just for the fun of it. For the fun of it?

He looked at a person who wanted to study psychology, but who did not think about the psychology of the Marine Corps. The Soul Saver looked at the petite gal in the car. He realized that if she did complete the Marine boot-camp, she would probably see combat in Iraq. In which case her own psychology would change because she would be forced to kill other humans who were trying to kill her. Her psychological make could be so transformed that she might not ever begin studying psychology. On the other hand, she might become a good case study for a psychologist who was studying the transformation of a human mind after it killed other humans in war; for whatever reason.

The Soul Saver knew that he had only a few moments, if that long, to talk to the young lady about the differences between her two desires. The Soul Saver thought to himself that if she desired to become a psychologist, that she would off to a good start by analyzing her own mind before she decided to enter the military service to become a trained killer. After all, all worldly grownups know that is the reason the military tries to recruit the naive high school students.

The military wants the unthinking naive high school students who could be brainwashed to kill without thinking about life and death; whose parents did not teach them about the proper method of logical thinking for correct decision making.

‘Have you ever killed anyone before?’ ask the Soul Saver.
‘No. Who do think I am, some kind of high school killer?’
‘Well, what do you think will be the main word out of your mouth for six months of marine boot camp? I have friends who are marines and I have heard the recording that they gave to the recruits, to give to their families and friends.’
The driver of the car blurted out, ‘That is correct. I heard it too. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.’

Mary looked over to Susy and then back to The Soul Saver as she responded, ‘Well then?’
He responded, ‘Well then? What do you think a psychologist would state about other people killing other people?’ There was no other answer. ‘If you were a psychologist, what would you think if a patient told you he wanted to become a government killer; maybe even enjoying killing people, even if they were enemies of the state?’

The Soul Saver looked at Mary as silence filled the car. Even Susy the driver was thinking about the question. Mary stated, ‘I was going to join the marines so I could pay for college.’

The Soul Saver replied, ‘So you want to become a government trained killer so you can pay for college. What happens if you have to kill people while you are in a war? Then you could write on your resume, ‘Paid government killer’. The United States Marines Corps paid me to kill so I could go to college. I got lucky that I did not get killed, so now I can go to college. What do you think a psychologist or an employee would reply to that resume?’

Silence filled the car.

The Soul Saver looked into their car as he stated, ‘Have you met any of the marines who have experienced combat in Iraq?’ Mary answered, ‘Sure, I have a friend who just came back for Iraq. But he never talks about killing people.’

‘Do you wonder why he does not talk about war and killing?’ said The Soul Saver. ‘It is because killing a person and watching your marine buddies get blow up by bombs changes a person. Living with death everyday does something to your mind, to your psychic, to your soul. Do you know why soldiers do not talk about their kills in war?’
Mary looked at The Soul Saver and said, ‘Nope.’

‘It is because some things in life can not be described, even after they have been experienced. It is like when you lose a loved one to death. You feel pain, but you could not experience that pain to anyone. It is the same with war, death, and killing other humans. Why not just attend a community college and start taking psychology courses? Why not go into the air force or the navy where you probably will not see the killing?’ She did not say anything.
‘What do you think happens to a person’s psychic after they kill someone?’

Mary and Sue were looking up towards the clouds. They were beginning to realize that they were getting their first psychology lesson at the lake. But more importantly, they were thinking about the consequences of their actions on their human consciences. They were probably wondering how one man could make them think so much about a decision they would make a year from now. But the Soul Saver knew that maybe they would need a year to realize that they better think long and hard before they decided to become paid killers for the government, even if it was the United States of America.

The Soul Saver asked Mary, ‘See that guy over there, the guy with the white robe and long black beard and the wrapped around head piece. If you were ordered by another person right now, to kill him, without you asking any questions, would you do it. And I mean, RIGHT NOW.’ Mary looked at the guy and her eyes perked up a bit as she stated, ‘Not right now. Why would I?’

The Soul Saver said to Mary, ‘Lets see. Lets pretend that I am an undercover CIA agent and I know more about that guy than he knows about himself. Lets pretend that I know he has a bomb in that black bag and his buddy has another bomb. I told you that I need your help because I am going to kill the guy with the bigger bomb, but I need you to shoot the other guy with a gun that I will supply to you. Would you do it? RIGHT NOW.’

Susy looked at Mary and she laughed. Mary was not laughing.

Mary said, ‘I would need more proof.’

The Soul Saver responded, ‘Are you going to need more proof if someone in the Marines orders you to kill a group of men because they are enemies of the United States Of America?’

Mary sighed as she looked at the Soul Saver with dismay. The Soul Saver said, ‘I have one better for you. Lets pretend that the guy walks up to this car right now and kills your friend Susy. Would be able to stay emotionally balanced and calm enough to defend yourself as you watch your friend die in front of your eyes?’

Mary starred into the blue sky. She looked as if she wanted to cry. No words were spoken because the Soul Saver had dropped a few reality bombs on Susy’s dream of becoming a Marine. The Soul Saver said, ‘The recruiter will not ask you those questions when you sign over your life to the military, because if they did, you probably wold not join the Marines. Instead, they promise you nice looking clothes while they use the words ‘A few good men.’ But what they really mean to say is, ‘A few good killers of other men. Do not get me wrong Mary and Susy, the United States of America needs all of its military to defend us from the evil people in the world. But if you have plans on becoming a psychologist after the joining the marines, you might get kill being a marine, long before you ever take one psychology college course.’

‘Hey Mary, here is a question for you. Do you like sleeping at night?’
Mary turned her young brain to look at the Soul Saver as if he was asking a crazy question. So he asked it again. ‘Do you like sleeping without nightmares?’
Mary replied, ‘Of course, I like sleeping without nightmares. Who does?’
‘No person likes sleeping with nightmares, but do you think that a marine recruiter is going to ask you that question?’ asked the Soul Saver.
‘Why would he ask me that question?’ asked Mary.

‘Because he wants you to sign over your dreamworld to the boot camp drill instructors and the United States Government. They know that once you kill over and over again in a war, that you will eventually have nightmares. But they are not going to tell you that. Here is another question for you. How many men or women or children do you think you will have to kill before you start reliving those killing moments in your dreams. Can you give me a number? That would be a good question for a PhD. thesis in psychology, if you live long enough to get a PhD in psychology.

A case study on how many men or women or children does a person have to kill before they start having nightmares when they sleep. Is a male marine nightmares different from a female marines’s nightmares? After they have killed how many men and women and children? Maybe a women would have to kill a lower number of people before they experience nightmares of killing.’

Mary’s smile had long disappeared when she asked the Soul Saver, ‘Why are you asking me all of these questions? Why is this important to you when it is my life, my decision to go into the Marines?’

The Soul Saver looked up towards that clear blue sky as he took a slip of water out of his water bottle. The Soul Saver was pausing time for a moment before he blurted out of his mouth, ‘Mary, Do you know what angels are?’
‘Well not really. But I have heard about them in church.’
‘Have you heard about the soul, in your church?’ ask the Soul Saver.
‘Well, sort of.’ was all she could muster out of her mouth.

‘Well Mary, somehow angels are sent to earth to save people’s souls from making the wrong decisions before they make them. There are angels all around us and since I am really connected to at few to a few hundred of them at any given moment, it is not by chance that you and I are having this conversation. We have been given this rare opportunity to have this conversation about your decision to choose becoming either a psychologist or a paid killing marine machine.

Not only that, but you will be able to read it over as my 32rd story. Now, you will have a year to think over your decision of whether to become a psychologist or a marine, and to prepare your future as you think you should. But once you join the marines, your life belongs to the United States Government; and since we are at war with a bunch of really stupid but dangerous terrorists, you will probably go to war and see more death than you really care to see in your lifetime. Now, do you want to kill other people or possibly be killed or maimed, or would you rather help people in the best way you know how? And more importantly, do you want to kill or damage your own human soul? Or do you want to save your soul from making the wrong earthly decision?’

Susy the driver starred at Mary as Mary starred into the clear blue sky above the lake. Seagulls were flying and maybe she might have felt the wings of an angel touch her soul long before she stepped out of the car to look at the dogs in the animal shelter. But the Soul Saver knew one thing for sure. One earth year goes by really fast, but the memories that we create for ourselves can linger on and on as if time never existed. A innocent seventeen year old should be able to keep her conscience clear forever, if that is possible. But killing people for any reason would soon pollute her clear conscience, not to mention her future night dreams.

‘Here is an idea. Why not start taking community college courses before you think about joining the marines. It is cheap and you would learn something about psychology. And if you earn all of your degrees to become a real psychologist, you could open your own psychology practice by helping the soldiers who are arriving back from war with psychological issues.
Susy asked the Soul Saver, ‘What are you doing with your life?'
The Soul Saver answered, ‘My goal for this year is to write 52 short stories in 52 weeks.’
Susy replied, ‘Write a story about us.’

The Soul Saver said, ‘Maybe I will.’ Of course, the Soul Saver knew that the two young ladies would read his 32nd story in his 52 stories in 52 weekly blog, so he decided to reinforce his message to them by writing their conversation in the parking lot. Maybe they will make copies of this story and think it over. Or maybe they will laugh, but the Soul Saver hoped they would not laugh at becoming lady marines. The Soul Saver knew that America’s military was greatly needed for all kinds of real world reasons. There is no doubt abut that; especially after the terrorist attack on America’s World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and the likely attack on the White House if Flight 93 had not crashed into the ground. ( Have the America people forgotten that those really stupid but dangerous terrorist almost crashed a plane into the White House? How would they have felt if the terrorist had succeeded in crashing a plane into America’s White House? )

But for some reason, the Soul Saver knew Mary was not meant to go into the Marines. As the Soul Saver stepped into his car and started his car’s engine, the two ladies exited their car and they started to walk up to the animal shelter. As the Soul Saver drove out of the parking lot, he saw the two gals walking up to the animal shelter to look at dogs. He knew that they were trying to save a dog so he yelled out the window to Mary, ‘Hey. Ask yourself this question. Do you want to kill people for a living or do you want to help people and save souls for a living?’

Enlightened Mary’s gleaming eyes glared into the Soul Saver's eyes with the correct answer.

DVD to watch: 300 (based on a true historical account of 300 warriors.)

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When I was in college studying International Economics/Finance, I was also wondering how to develop a more powerful brain. So in 2001,I began a very specialized ambidextrous brain exercise program, for two hours per day,for many years. Those brain exercise began with me writing out words,mostly verbs, with both hands in different patterns.That developed into dual handed sentence writing to longer stories and dual handed drawing exercises.Details are for future books.I did these two hour brain workouts as a personal experiment to restructure my brain's neurons for the purpose of making my brain stronger for writing and language development; for logically creative storying writing.As far as I know, I am the only person in the course of history to have developed these ambidextrous hand/brain exercises.The purpose of these ambidextrous brain exercises is to strenghten both sides of the brain for language skills development, and to connect both sides of the brain together for language skills development. There is a very logical neurological reason for using two hands to write and draw as brain exercises. I also draw with both hands. 52 Stories is my testament!