they did not think about the consequences of thier actoins. It was not in thier nature to. after all, they had no hearts and no emotions, they were not beings who had the capabitity to discern between right and wrong
I’ve been conditioned to think Romantic Love is real but never something I, or anyone else should expect. And when I think I have it, everyone else will put smiles on their faces and will present themselves as being as happy for me as I am for them… but the fact of the matter is, they’re faking it. Honestly, they don’t mean it. It’s all a lie. They aren’t jealous, they just don’t believe. Posers. Because behind my back they’re saying things like “it looks like she found love but I just don’t know…” and yet, I’ve been together with him exclusively for 14 years, and we’ve been married for the last 8 of them. I just don’t understand them. I doubt I ever will.
I have been conditioned to feel bad about the way that I look since I am not skinny like the models on the front of the magazines I read. I have been conditioned to hide who I am as a women and not be to loud or to opinionated. I have been conditioned not to trust my own sex, to be competitive and insecure.
As Pavlov had done with his dogs, my mother too conditoned my siblings and I as toddlers, and each evening at five we would eagerly await our supper, and at seven we’d be fast asleep.
I was conditioned to think this way, to hate and be hated. It’s not my fault, and I honestly want to change. But years and years of this have made me stone — it is so hard to feel and so hard to care. Though, I’m under the impression that everyone else in this world is the same. It’s all about the self, all about “me, me, me”… we’re conditioned to think this way.
reminded me of conditioned hair. ya know with conditioner and shampoo.. the other way around.. umm i have an air conditioner next to me.. in the living room. yep….. conditioned the house to a swell temperature today.. :)
I’ve been conditioned since the first moment I can remember to hide. to lie. to keep the vulnerable, accessible parts of me somewhere safe. somewhere where no one could hurt them. I guess I learned that from her, although things are so different now that it’s hard to remember why. you were the first person that ever cared enough to get through the armor I’ve been presenting without question since before I can remember. you were the first person that tried to break it down, to see what was inside of it. maybe that’s why I love you.
As humans,we’re conditioned to going about things in an orderly manner. Wake up, go to work/school/etc, come home, eat, sleep, repeat. What would happen to the world order if we conditioned ourselves to do something different?
We’ve been conditioned from birth to believe one way called the “way we were raised” well I intend to not believe that way I intend to believe the only way I know that’s with questions and answers powerful life changing answers.
My conditioner is Dove. I am not very happy with it. I wish sometimes that I had enough money to buy nice shampoo and conditioner but I don’t. My dream is to have as much biolage as I want!!!!!!!!!! haha but we dont live in a perfect world.
It’s terribly hot here. Over ninety degrees. I think about you when I sweat on my couch. I think about the leather sticking to me. I think about turkey and mustard sandwiches.
Conditioned we are,
To act and be a certain way.
We think it is how supposed to be.
But nay.
One can change –
Self and the surroundings.
To become something,
More than what is expected,
Out of you and out of me.
i was about to get out of the shower when i realized my hair wasn’t conditioned i quickly turned the water on and lathered my hair and it was good and silky afterwards.
She was conditioned to not feel pain- at least not the emotional kind. It was unnecessary in her line of work. Cold cruel and calculating was all she was. It wasnt always this way.
Conditioned? My hair is conditioned. In fact, i put so put conditioner in it that it’s way to sleeky. But it’s still frizzy. Hmpfh. I guess that’s what Florida weather can do to you. Shampoo an conditioner, and then towel dry but it’s still too poofy.
people are conditioned to believe that clothing is required in life. dont people understand that being naked is acceptable? its not a sin to see flesh. its only a sin to lust after it. i hope that one day people will grow up and get over it.
conditioned to be smooth and straight. conditioned for as little time as possible at the kitchen sink, so i’m loading as quickly as i can. there’s more space at the table without the plant taking up th center, and there’s more space outside with the grass at exactly 2 inches, and we’re sure of this and i’m so sure of this. college starts in two weeks, and i’m already buying books, but i’m not even registered for class anymore.
Today was the first day my hair was conditioned.
It felt different.
Like all the hair on my head was clean.
and my problems washed away.
Freedom just around the corner.
to be raised in a place in a space in a way in how they say conditioned by the ideals and ideas. conditioned by the reality that is simply a mirage. conditioned by love hate peace war anger sadness. WHY .
like a dog. pavlov’s dog. air conditioner. something that happens to you as a result of almost being brain-washed. to be conditioned is to do something because something else has thwarted you.
Luxurious conditioned hair cascaded down her back, like a description straight out of a romance novel. But the death that smoldered in her eyes certainly was no work of fiction. Her lust for death shot through me, as did the bullet from her gun. Oh sweet death!
conditioned is a feeling of being well in place after a period of time. you are acquainted, comfortable, trained. you know what to do. you know how to do it. there’s no freedom. you’re constrained. you’re conditioned.
Like Pavlov, I’m drooling…lusting for your touch…ring my bell…I’m begging for your hands, your mouth…don’t keep me waiting…I crave lust and project fear…give me a weakness…let me give in…
We are all conditioned from a very early age. It starts with our parents and how the show us attention. They shape our perception of the world and all the events in it. As we age we begin to interpret all this information from the same filter.
I’ve been conditioned for years to think I have to know things like algebra and science. While I admit it’s beneficial to know them I realize I don’t need to know now.
Conditioned. Like my hair? that stuff is bullshit, i’m sorry but it really is. I don’t have the best hair around but I don’t need some pansy SECOND hair product to throw around in the shower along with my Head and Shoulders. That increases my shower time by like 30%. Ridiculous. RIDICULOUS.
The kids on the school bus are conditioned to stay put and not get up until the bus comes to their stop. They are conditioned not to question the bus driver as to why they must be transported in this fashion. Some try to bend minor rules by throwing wads of paper at and annoying fellow passengers, but most sit tight in their seats, unaware of an unknown reality.
Hair? Body? The modern American is “conditioned” to think that if their appearance doesn’t meet with what the media thinks is perfectly “conditioned”, then he or she is unacceptable. I, myself, find that “condition” “unconditional”.
Every day is the same. Seems like I need a change. Been doing it so long it’s hard to break free. Feel like a rat in a maze, they call them conditioned.
This makes me think of dance. Well sports in general, but dance because that is what I’m experienced in. You must condition your body to be able to handle the physical stress.
I am a Pavlov dog. I’ve been conditioned to think like this, and react like this. It began when I was a child, this conditioning. It will likely not end until I die. I’m encased by it, my life is driven by it, whether I choose to admit it or not. Every action is a direct result of this conditioning. It sucks, too. Sucks shit.
conditioned hair. that makes me think of Augusten Burroughs, the boy in running with scissors. the author of that book. i read that book and wanted to fall in love with him. it’s funny. conditioned. to make things better. to be hardened. to prepare. to make softer what is already hardened. symbolic, everything is. i love to condition my hair after i shampoo it in the shower. i bet you do too.
they did not think about the consequences of thier actoins. It was not in thier nature to. after all, they had no hearts and no emotions, they were not beings who had the capabitity to discern between right and wrong
I’ve been conditioned to think Romantic Love is real but never something I, or anyone else should expect. And when I think I have it, everyone else will put smiles on their faces and will present themselves as being as happy for me as I am for them… but the fact of the matter is, they’re faking it. Honestly, they don’t mean it. It’s all a lie. They aren’t jealous, they just don’t believe. Posers. Because behind my back they’re saying things like “it looks like she found love but I just don’t know…” and yet, I’ve been together with him exclusively for 14 years, and we’ve been married for the last 8 of them. I just don’t understand them. I doubt I ever will.
I have been conditioned to feel bad about the way that I look since I am not skinny like the models on the front of the magazines I read. I have been conditioned to hide who I am as a women and not be to loud or to opinionated. I have been conditioned not to trust my own sex, to be competitive and insecure.
As Pavlov had done with his dogs, my mother too conditoned my siblings and I as toddlers, and each evening at five we would eagerly await our supper, and at seven we’d be fast asleep.
you’re used to something a particular way.a set of rules.and find it hard to break out of the set rules.
I was conditioned to think this way, to hate and be hated. It’s not my fault, and I honestly want to change. But years and years of this have made me stone — it is so hard to feel and so hard to care. Though, I’m under the impression that everyone else in this world is the same. It’s all about the self, all about “me, me, me”… we’re conditioned to think this way.
we are all conditioned to think in certain ways, act in certain ways – in fact we live in a conditioned society . One can ask, ‘conditioned for what?’
reminded me of conditioned hair. ya know with conditioner and shampoo.. the other way around.. umm i have an air conditioner next to me.. in the living room. yep….. conditioned the house to a swell temperature today.. :)
I’ve been conditioned since the first moment I can remember to hide. to lie. to keep the vulnerable, accessible parts of me somewhere safe. somewhere where no one could hurt them. I guess I learned that from her, although things are so different now that it’s hard to remember why. you were the first person that ever cared enough to get through the armor I’ve been presenting without question since before I can remember. you were the first person that tried to break it down, to see what was inside of it. maybe that’s why I love you.
As humans,we’re conditioned to going about things in an orderly manner. Wake up, go to work/school/etc, come home, eat, sleep, repeat. What would happen to the world order if we conditioned ourselves to do something different?
We’ve been conditioned from birth to believe one way called the “way we were raised” well I intend to not believe that way I intend to believe the only way I know that’s with questions and answers powerful life changing answers.
My conditioner is Dove. I am not very happy with it. I wish sometimes that I had enough money to buy nice shampoo and conditioner but I don’t. My dream is to have as much biolage as I want!!!!!!!!!! haha but we dont live in a perfect world.
It’s terribly hot here. Over ninety degrees. I think about you when I sweat on my couch. I think about the leather sticking to me. I think about turkey and mustard sandwiches.
Conditioned we are,
To act and be a certain way.
We think it is how supposed to be.
But nay.
One can change –
Self and the surroundings.
To become something,
More than what is expected,
Out of you and out of me.
she was ready for it.
the gun was loaded, the earmuffs for set, the targeting system was in place.
“go.”
ako’s voice came over the intercom and she raised her gun, pulling the trigger in rapid succession and nailing every target in precise timing.
she smiled, gun smoking, as ako grinned.
“conditioning training complete,” he beamed.
i was about to get out of the shower when i realized my hair wasn’t conditioned i quickly turned the water on and lathered my hair and it was good and silky afterwards.
She was conditioned to not feel pain- at least not the emotional kind. It was unnecessary in her line of work. Cold cruel and calculating was all she was. It wasnt always this way.
Conditioned? My hair is conditioned. In fact, i put so put conditioner in it that it’s way to sleeky. But it’s still frizzy. Hmpfh. I guess that’s what Florida weather can do to you. Shampoo an conditioner, and then towel dry but it’s still too poofy.
people are conditioned to believe that clothing is required in life. dont people understand that being naked is acceptable? its not a sin to see flesh. its only a sin to lust after it. i hope that one day people will grow up and get over it.
conditioned to be smooth and straight. conditioned for as little time as possible at the kitchen sink, so i’m loading as quickly as i can. there’s more space at the table without the plant taking up th center, and there’s more space outside with the grass at exactly 2 inches, and we’re sure of this and i’m so sure of this. college starts in two weeks, and i’m already buying books, but i’m not even registered for class anymore.
Today was the first day my hair was conditioned.
It felt different.
Like all the hair on my head was clean.
and my problems washed away.
Freedom just around the corner.
I have been conditioned to believe I can’t
learning to know I can has been a long and difficult undertaking but has been worth the effort
to be raised in a place in a space in a way in how they say conditioned by the ideals and ideas. conditioned by the reality that is simply a mirage. conditioned by love hate peace war anger sadness. WHY .
I am conditioned to my life. I live, I breathe, I sleep the same way every day. I work the same way I think the same way. I am conditioned.
like a dog. pavlov’s dog. air conditioner. something that happens to you as a result of almost being brain-washed. to be conditioned is to do something because something else has thwarted you.
condition of the atmosphere is very bad.climate change.global warming.condition of the sickness,condition of the power.condition.
Luxurious conditioned hair cascaded down her back, like a description straight out of a romance novel. But the death that smoldered in her eyes certainly was no work of fiction. Her lust for death shot through me, as did the bullet from her gun. Oh sweet death!
conditioned is a feeling of being well in place after a period of time. you are acquainted, comfortable, trained. you know what to do. you know how to do it. there’s no freedom. you’re constrained. you’re conditioned.
Like Pavlov, I’m drooling…lusting for your touch…ring my bell…I’m begging for your hands, your mouth…don’t keep me waiting…I crave lust and project fear…give me a weakness…let me give in…
the excuse I used for why I do the things I do.
We are all conditioned from a very early age. It starts with our parents and how the show us attention. They shape our perception of the world and all the events in it. As we age we begin to interpret all this information from the same filter.
I’ve been conditioned for years to think I have to know things like algebra and science. While I admit it’s beneficial to know them I realize I don’t need to know now.
Conditioned. Like my hair? that stuff is bullshit, i’m sorry but it really is. I don’t have the best hair around but I don’t need some pansy SECOND hair product to throw around in the shower along with my Head and Shoulders. That increases my shower time by like 30%. Ridiculous. RIDICULOUS.
my hair is not.
my body is not.
i am not.
and that’s about it.
hey just pretend i’m a slow typer, okay?
thanks.
The kids on the school bus are conditioned to stay put and not get up until the bus comes to their stop. They are conditioned not to question the bus driver as to why they must be transported in this fashion. Some try to bend minor rules by throwing wads of paper at and annoying fellow passengers, but most sit tight in their seats, unaware of an unknown reality.
Hair? Body? The modern American is “conditioned” to think that if their appearance doesn’t meet with what the media thinks is perfectly “conditioned”, then he or she is unacceptable. I, myself, find that “condition” “unconditional”.
Every day is the same. Seems like I need a change. Been doing it so long it’s hard to break free. Feel like a rat in a maze, they call them conditioned.
This makes me think of dance. Well sports in general, but dance because that is what I’m experienced in. You must condition your body to be able to handle the physical stress.
I am a Pavlov dog. I’ve been conditioned to think like this, and react like this. It began when I was a child, this conditioning. It will likely not end until I die. I’m encased by it, my life is driven by it, whether I choose to admit it or not. Every action is a direct result of this conditioning. It sucks, too. Sucks shit.
conditioned hair. that makes me think of Augusten Burroughs, the boy in running with scissors. the author of that book. i read that book and wanted to fall in love with him. it’s funny. conditioned. to make things better. to be hardened. to prepare. to make softer what is already hardened. symbolic, everything is. i love to condition my hair after i shampoo it in the shower. i bet you do too.