In my case I'd have to state it's both. Though the non-logical is the overwhelming feeling, my wife taught me long ago to relax the body, and the non-logical emotions would be controllable. It's a valuable lesson of how the body can actually control even this level of grief and distress. It helped at both my mother's and father's deaths. And later, one must always choose logical emotions to return to normal sanity...
Yes, this is certainly quite a problem. I may seem overly logical, but my main base of mental operations is emotional, because most of socienty relates emotionally more than logically, especially the campground atmosphere I'm just about always in, so I'm quite comfortable with all the emotional states, but I do prefer a logical person break, once in a while. As a matter of fact, when it does happen, only about once a year, it's quite enjoyable, but I also enjoy the emotional and sexual intellectual kidding levels, quite a bit, as my wife's almost always on these levels...Our society is seemingly quite polarized in it's view of the appropriate measure of logic and emotion.
Yes, but at times I prefer to be alone and logical, as I've always spent long hermit periods, in my life. I can be totally alone, even in a crowded campground, and be quite comfortable, and then change my flow at will, to be extremely outgoing__People just respond to whichever mood I choose, as I have the ability to be extremely friendly and likable, by all ages and types of personalities__when I choose so...Persons who are too emotional, and conversely too logical, are equally shunned, as either state is uncomfortable for most.
You mention fear, but to me, it's not fear__I simply detest the over-emotional states. It's just a personal choice. My wife also detests the over-emotional. But the puppy situation you mention brings tears to my eyes, as I love animals, and have two Sealpoint cats__I love em__They teach me a lot. I've always had many different animals all my life__pigs, cows, chickens, turkies, rabbits, ducks, dogs, horses, on and on. I loved em all except the chickens/roosters__They're too dumb to love, imo, although I did have one friendly breed once...Most men are less fearful of a screeching harridan, than a little girl whose puppy they have accidentally run over in her view....
No, not at all Lorrina, I love your down-to-earth perspectives. You seem a lot like my wife__and that's a compliment...Unfair of me, I acknowledge, to introduce such metaphors of emotion.....rrr
Thanks Lorrina,Your reply shall hold interest, I trust...
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