It is valuable to see and understand another’s viewpoint. You don’t have to agree with that viewpoint. And you are not wrong when you change your own viewpoint. We grow, learn, experience and evolve. It’s okay to change your mind too! Great isn’t it?
I went off the metro one stop before my destination to explore the beautiful autumn colors. Vestre Gravlund (Western Cemetery), Oslo, Norway. Photos taken by iPhone4. Contrast and color adjustment done in Photoshop Elements.
Nederland, oktober 2013: Scientologikirken er en veldedig organisasjon og slipper dermed å betale skatt. Mine tanker omkring dette: Ikke overraskende, sett i lyset av at Nederland både legaliserer narkotika og selger kvinner åpenlyst og lovlig som om de var koteletter i en kjøttdisk. Red Light District, Amsterdam (StopTheTraffik.org) : Det som kanskje er overraskende er at det har tatt Scientologikirken så mange år å bli fritatt fra skatt i nettopp et slikt “løsluppent” land, spesielt med … Continue reading
Many people think PTSD is reserved for veterans, those coming back from military service, but all kind of traumatic events can cause PTSD. Abusive relationships, mind-controlling cults, the sudden loss of loved ones, accidents, medical operations, childhood neglect, rape and sexual abuse, physical abuse, emotional abuse, assault, war, natural disasters, kidnapping, terrorist attacks, the list goes on. I hope this article and my story can inspire you or someone you know to get the help … Continue reading
Over the last few years I was living a secret underground life while planning my escape from a sociopath (psychopath, narcissist, con-man – same shit, different label). We were both part of the Church of Scientology, though I had not been an active member there since some years. I knew I had to escape both – the abusive relationship and the cult – to live a life without mind-control and fear. Late nights I entered … Continue reading
Utdrag fra min dagbok, april 2012: Jeg står musestille ved enden av kjellertrappen, titter opp og lytter etter ham. Var han ikke her nede tidligere i dag, tok han med seg noe verktøy? Jeg frykter han står bak veggen med en hammer, klar til å slå meg i hodet når jeg kommer opp trappen. Blikkene hans har blitt mer og mer ondskapsfulle. Jeg tror ikke jeg overlever sommeren. Lyset fra entreen kaster ingen skygger. Jeg … Continue reading
