Control Freaks… “Man You’re Some Kind Of Sinner!”

stop.jpgValkyrie wrote on the Giving blog:

I’ve been learning to dislodge the notion it’s better to give than receive. I think it’s equally important to give and receive, and those who can’t receive well probably can’t take in new energy either.

(snip)

This has become a lot clearer to me since reading about pluto/scorpio interchanges of energy on this blog over the last 6 months or so. The image I have is this feedback loop-A sends energy -> B, who processes it and -> A -> B -> A etc. in a some kind of circular interchange.

I responded:

Valkyrie – Yeah, like sex. Not much fun to have sex with someone who cannot receive…

And then I started thinking about women who place restrictions on sex. You hear about this all the time from men. You can do that, but you can’t do that and you better do that but don’t even think of doing that! I always marvel at these stories. Just how is a man supposed to get in there with all these restrictions?

And there is a song that plays in my head when I think about this. About control freaks, that is because I think when you put up all these blocks and restrictions in your life you wind up blocking out way more good stuff then you do bad.

Anyway, here is the song. Signs” by Five Man Electric Band. It was on the radio when I was a little kid. I internalized it very deeply and I am glad I did. And here’s my favorite line:

“If God was here, he’d tell you to your face – Man you’re some kind of sinner!”

::smiles::

For some reason (my 9th house) I like the idea of a blunt God to go along with all the nuance and I like the visuals here as well.

It makes it clear that people are restricted everywhere they turn. It is so oppressive in all directions, why can’t we leave our loved ones alone? Why not cut them a break and let them be themselves and run their own lives?

7 thoughts on “Control Freaks… “Man You’re Some Kind Of Sinner!””

  1. Usually what we miss is that when we go around trying to restrict and control others we usually end up binding ourselves as well…

  2. when I was a kid my favorite sign on the highway was “USE RIGHT SHOULDER TO INSTALL CHAINS”. I thought that would be really awkward.

    now I like the pic I saw of a Taco Bell sign with, I assume, one letter missing: NOW HIRING ALL SHI TS

    as a teenager there was an old dry cleaners who for years had a readerboard that just said “PANTS”. we put a note on their door one night that said, “TAKE DOWN YOUR PANTS!”

  3. “Valkyrie – Yeah, like sex. Not much fun to have sex with someone who cannot receive…”

    Amen! I would like to tape a post it note with this written on it and place it on the head of each woman who refuses oral sex.

    “And then I started thinking about women who place restrictions on sex.”

    Yes, that’s a fun one, isn’t it?

    “Just how is a man supposed to get in there with all these restrictions?”

    More importantly, how are women supposed to get there with all these restrictions? As women, we are trained to be the moral gatekeepers, the purists who would never “”fill in blank””… I make it a point to sexually push boundaries as far as possible. And why not? The point is to LIVE.

    or, like Satori said, “TAKE DOWN YOUR PANTS”! woo hoo!

    ~SS.

  4. yes, well, i find with energetic exchanges apparently there’s a lot of people whose energy out there i don’t want, and i’d rather not have them throw at me, but they do anyway, and i’m not sure what to do about that.

    so, sure, there’s times i really don’t _want_ to receive. it’s not really all good. money, as energy, is like that too- the path it took to get to you does matter, in my eyes.

    but, well, you gotta’ be open with someone or nothing new comes in and you just start going stale.

  5. It breaks my heart to see people I love repeating old patterns, refusing to see themselves wholly, without delusion. I feel like they hinder themselves from having a fulfilling life. So I always tell them what I think, because they do always ask, but it’s really hard for me to not push them. Eventually I give up and stare at them with puppy dog eyes, just HOPING that one day, they go ‘oh yes, best be getting on with doing this better’. So judgmental of me, I know. I can only try to control this the best that I can.

    And instead of having all these ‘rules’ with sex, it’s best to just go where you’re ready to go and say that you’re not ready when the guy hits a wall. Men are usually very respectful when they hit that wall.

    I definitely block energy, though. I’ve been too gullible, being anyone’s friend, telling any one of my deepest secrets, only to have them turn on me and use them against me in very public ways. It was a hard lesson, learning who to trust, but I’m much better at spotting them than I used to be. (Hence my answer to the previous post about not trusting the source of the gift.)

  6. I like this topic very much, and thanks to everyone who commented (satori your comment reminded me of an old barber near my house, whose hand written sign said: GET HAIRCUT. YOU WILL LOOK NICE AND FEEL BETTER). Indeed.
    I’ve found the deeper I go into my own sexlife (pardon the terrible pun) the more challenging the giving/receiving thing can be…not so much the technical aspects (read: you’re all old enough to have had sex, right? ha) but the ACTUAL ENERGY EXCHANGE…

    :::cue Janis Joplin singing ‘take another little piece of my heart’:::

  7. “… why can’t we leave our loved ones alone? Why not cut them a break and let them be themselves and run their own lives?”

    This, there, defines the essence of the Uranian streak that runs through my family. All four of my son’s great-grandmother’s taught this to their families. And so have (most of) their descendants.

    PS I too love that song. Thank you, Elsa!

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