The PTSD Lab

Category: The Lab

  • Site Colors: Three, Just Three

    They match the categories. In the context of this black and white site, the colors function like street signals, except we have white, not red, and they signify complex information. In the plain black and white field of Exploration, there’s no distracting competition, no contrasting meaning.

    Putting these in context, we have three Tags for the whole site: Scary, Good, and Scary good. I put them in that order because I like the “Scary” bookends.

    So for each one, I chose some nice colors. Scary is White. It’s White because the whole field, unblemished, is open. Like unbroken snow. [Unbroken Snow, album by Creosote.]

    Good is Yellow. Sunny. Happy. Totally safe, no worries here. Like a fabulous day in a forest, brook babbling beside you, trout hiding in the hidey holes carved by the eddies in the ebbs and flows of the streams and the seasons. All is well here.

    Turquoise is Scary Good. Well, because I live in the US Southwest and Turquoise is scary good here. Lots of beautiful jewelry is made by the Indigenous Peoples here. Turquoise is the color of Adventure; of making it over the next rise as the day blooms.

  • Hello

    Hello

    Hello!

    It’s just as well that I talk about what we are doing here. So far as we can tell, no one has ever done anything quite like this before.

    What is “This?”

    This is an exploration through the general cases of disinformation. You will say, Isn’t that “misinformation?” No. Disinformation as I use it is when people use often subtle tools to force people to see the world their way.

    By a happy convergence of Events in the sidewinding of time, I discovered a language that thought the way I did. And there was none of that stuff they talk about in English: the exploration, the falling in love, the romance. No. It just Was.

    Was: A recognition so deep and so old there was no space in Time between one and the other. It was a recognition that came from the body’s embedded knowledge, the knowing that this was what it was and it could never be anything different.

    It’s a Knowing that’s as Ancient as the language that reflects it. It’s a Knowing that needs no questions. And it’s the kind of Knowing that has merged so deeply that the word is only a superficial referent.

    We talk like that a lot.

    The site is called The PTSD Lab because I want to show people how they can live better by understanding how unseen tools have shaped their worlds. Like so many things, people who have imagined themselves to be “superior” have defined for themselves and consequently for us, who and how we are.

    This is called epistemic override: It’s the power of language to make you doubt your own reality. This is not a misunderstanding.

    The dismissal of us, the conversion from human to object happens at the moment someone says “Oh, I know what that is.” Because that sentence closes the field in that it denies any other possibilities and so converts our lived systems into their categories.

    When Semantics says, closes the field, its really is saying, There’s no other way to go from here. I’m saying, Yes, there is.

    The Collection here reflects my own interests in service to the goal. That intense need to say, People, it’s their language. Defeat the language by not accepting the finality and explore more deeply. More Freely.  My book was about Freedom and it means it.