tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80405355417175986732011-07-30T18:24:34.131-07:00I am just not going to believe everything I think anymore..Anna Sellershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12038876423086955521noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8040535541717598673.post-33900946918633616532010-06-01T05:39:00.000-07:002010-06-01T05:39:06.756-07:00

The last few days I have been whining in my morning journal like a child about getting started. Once I am actually moving and doing it, I like excuses to quit, but getting started seems to be a much bigger problem. I have rituals of avoidance. (I am giving it a name) One more cigarette and I will go do this. (yes, I smoke, yes, it is a horrible habit, yes, I need to quit) I will start after

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Contaminated thinking is about living on autopilot without questioning what you believe. It can be an external belief like religion. Sometimes it manifests in learned behaviors. If someone asks you why you do or say something and you don't know the answer immediately, it is probably a contaminated thought. Most contaminated thoughts do not get their origin from your own conscious decision. It is

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Watch CBS News Videos Online Were these people deranged? Or were they desperate? Is the internet truly to blame for these tragic responses? Did these men truly need "validation" from the internet to do what they did? Is monitoring the internet a solution to the root problem? or a solution to a symptom? Why did these guys do what they did? Why is it happening more and more frequently? Is

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