sometime I find it so discouraging and disappointing in how some humans (and I use the term in the broadest of sense) can be so damned ungrateful when someone goes out of their way to do something nice for them, out of the kindest of your heart. And then how is that gesture returned. With an empty thank you and false appreciation like yeah ok whatever.
Nothing pisses me off more than ungrateful people...especially when some people do try to bring a smile to your face with the smallest gestures. As if you are due some sense of entitlement like you should be showered with all that is due to you simply because you grace the planet with your mere presence. Well I hate to be such a barer of bad news but...YOU ARE NOT REALLY ALL THAT! And sadly so many people blow up so many egos now of days with such brain-numbing BS, that some people believe that they are the best thing since ketchup.
Now, I'm all for having confidence and stuff. But, when you have to throw an ego that spills from your head and pollute this planet, not good. And more so, that does not give you some sense of feeling shower me with praise, gifts and I'll give you the honor of being in front of me for your own awe. PLEASE!
But, however worse that is I think acting as if you are forced to have some humility and appreciation of things is as bad. Ok if you can fake it enough just to make someone smile that's fine. Just remember, you don't have to have anything nice done for you but then again, most people will just go beg or something and someone will be brainless enough to do it. And people wonder why don't people just do nice things for others. Cause many are so damn unappreciative. Fake if if you must, don't like it smile and say thanks and try to at least PRETEND....most of you all are good at faking things anyway. How hard is it?
And people wonder why niceness is a dying breed.....
Friday, December 3, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Friends Forever...Oh It's Forever...It's Over....
“You cannot say you’ve lost a friend. If a friendship is capable of ending, it is because it never existed.”
It was really until recently that such a quote had such a strong meaning to me. Like many things in this roller coaster called life; things grow, develop, bloom, wither and sadly die. I think friendships are the same thing. So many people hear the two words of such endurance among people - "Friends Forever", but I think even now days, friendships have a definite shelf life. Now mind you it can be become of a falling out or a fight that can cause it or something more tragic that ends it. Those sometimes can't be helped and sadly it does happen. However, what happens when one reaches out with a hand just to have it completely ignored? When you try to rekindle just something you missed in another person? To play catch up and just share that goings on over the last few weeks, months or sadly years? How can one justify being put away on a shelf to be ignored when there were times when one friend's words were the difference in so many things or comfort. What happens when a friendship of pure sentiment becomes a friendship of pure convenience only to just fade away like a sunset? Does that make the whole experience meaningless?
And what is mostly the cause of such things? Most can be the distance related. But that is a poor excuse at best. Distance between two, true friends is never far if you put the slightest effort into it. Emails, phone calls and even the old school pen and paper still works fine. However, that isn't the worst and possibly the most unforgivable violation of some friendship rules is the denial of a friend based on inclusion of others into ones intimate circle. Mostly relationships that can become serious or potential of seriousness; and instead of expanding the circle and having others share in experiences or whatnot, most contract and shrink them. Sadly, I have seen it personally in my own life and witnessed it in many others - so the fundamentally question to such thing is why? There can be almost an infinite number of reasons, while some can be remotely legitimate, others are just weak excuses for people who in the long run do not seem to care. Mostly, because most have significant others who are so paranoid in their own fears, insecure in having people who many known you longer, more intimately, or understand you better than yourself that those scared people feel that you can be easily influenced. That in itself is an insult to their own intelligence. Or perhaps, sadly there can be the sense of validity to it. Either way, it does become sad. Significant other says oh you can't be friends with this person or this person because of my own fears and insecurities. Oh you can't talk to this whole gender because I am afraid of infidelity. Are you KIDDING me? Have we become so paranoid that any and everything becomes a sign of distrust.
More so, the saddest thing about all this is not being the adult in saying that you don't feel comfortable maintaining any sort of friendship that you will just cut off all ties and sever everything you may spent months or years establishing only to let it fall because of ones fears or whatever. And what happens if by some happenstance the house of the relationship crumbles into pieces? Who will you turn to? Who could you find some sort of solace? Well there is always those select few who you received some unspoken permission to remain in contact with. But, what about those that stood by you in the hardest of times that you put away like a used book?
Then all those bridges you burned, do you feel that anyone would welcome you back with open arms after you turn your back, then get mad or upset because your feelings were injured? Ask yourself that question when you put your selfishness ahead of others. And yet, most want to assume that nothing had changed during the hiatus. Don't know which is more insulting: Pretending nothing ever happened and it's business as usual, or that they feel they can waltz back in with a hug (only to pull the dagger out of the back) and a good word.
In the end, did the whole thing matter? I guess it depends on the perspective. And at what cost? Well for what it's worth, it makes many weary to build anything. Well you can have the 30 pieces of silver and the kiss for your effort. But, you must ask yourself is it worth it. Sadly, many would say yes and the consequences for that choice maybe too harsh to consider. But, if your friendship never mattered then who would care...right?
SAW
It was really until recently that such a quote had such a strong meaning to me. Like many things in this roller coaster called life; things grow, develop, bloom, wither and sadly die. I think friendships are the same thing. So many people hear the two words of such endurance among people - "Friends Forever", but I think even now days, friendships have a definite shelf life. Now mind you it can be become of a falling out or a fight that can cause it or something more tragic that ends it. Those sometimes can't be helped and sadly it does happen. However, what happens when one reaches out with a hand just to have it completely ignored? When you try to rekindle just something you missed in another person? To play catch up and just share that goings on over the last few weeks, months or sadly years? How can one justify being put away on a shelf to be ignored when there were times when one friend's words were the difference in so many things or comfort. What happens when a friendship of pure sentiment becomes a friendship of pure convenience only to just fade away like a sunset? Does that make the whole experience meaningless?
And what is mostly the cause of such things? Most can be the distance related. But that is a poor excuse at best. Distance between two, true friends is never far if you put the slightest effort into it. Emails, phone calls and even the old school pen and paper still works fine. However, that isn't the worst and possibly the most unforgivable violation of some friendship rules is the denial of a friend based on inclusion of others into ones intimate circle. Mostly relationships that can become serious or potential of seriousness; and instead of expanding the circle and having others share in experiences or whatnot, most contract and shrink them. Sadly, I have seen it personally in my own life and witnessed it in many others - so the fundamentally question to such thing is why? There can be almost an infinite number of reasons, while some can be remotely legitimate, others are just weak excuses for people who in the long run do not seem to care. Mostly, because most have significant others who are so paranoid in their own fears, insecure in having people who many known you longer, more intimately, or understand you better than yourself that those scared people feel that you can be easily influenced. That in itself is an insult to their own intelligence. Or perhaps, sadly there can be the sense of validity to it. Either way, it does become sad. Significant other says oh you can't be friends with this person or this person because of my own fears and insecurities. Oh you can't talk to this whole gender because I am afraid of infidelity. Are you KIDDING me? Have we become so paranoid that any and everything becomes a sign of distrust.
More so, the saddest thing about all this is not being the adult in saying that you don't feel comfortable maintaining any sort of friendship that you will just cut off all ties and sever everything you may spent months or years establishing only to let it fall because of ones fears or whatever. And what happens if by some happenstance the house of the relationship crumbles into pieces? Who will you turn to? Who could you find some sort of solace? Well there is always those select few who you received some unspoken permission to remain in contact with. But, what about those that stood by you in the hardest of times that you put away like a used book?
Then all those bridges you burned, do you feel that anyone would welcome you back with open arms after you turn your back, then get mad or upset because your feelings were injured? Ask yourself that question when you put your selfishness ahead of others. And yet, most want to assume that nothing had changed during the hiatus. Don't know which is more insulting: Pretending nothing ever happened and it's business as usual, or that they feel they can waltz back in with a hug (only to pull the dagger out of the back) and a good word.
In the end, did the whole thing matter? I guess it depends on the perspective. And at what cost? Well for what it's worth, it makes many weary to build anything. Well you can have the 30 pieces of silver and the kiss for your effort. But, you must ask yourself is it worth it. Sadly, many would say yes and the consequences for that choice maybe too harsh to consider. But, if your friendship never mattered then who would care...right?
SAW
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
The Philosophy of Myself
We as humans have this standard believe, a personal set of ideals of who we are. These ideals change almost daily and can be influenced by many things: social, economic, religious and yes even sexual. (I'll give you a second to absorb that.) However, there is a few set of things we all possess that is set, the basis of our own identity. While some are simple in nature and concept, there other that are complex and vast. I never told anyone about my own personal thoughts and beliefs. Don't be too shocked at it.
1. Happy endings are for the foolishly over-romantic.
I always go for the ending where the hero rides off into the sunset with the woman or gets that one kiss under the gazebo in the rain. I never believed that it is suppose to happen all the time. There going to be some tragedy. Besides if there is a happy ending for one, there usually an endless line of sad ones for others.
2. I always cheer for the bad guy in movies.
Call me the underdog, the cheer of the villain (cause I am one) and all but, even the bag guys needs something to look forward to. I mean the hero always gets the girl, saves the world. But what do we get? Well besides the awesome lines. Hannibal Lecter, Darth Vader, Tony Montana, Stewie Griffin...they all got the best, memorable lines. Even if they didn't save the day. Well except for Vader, but he a special case. I cheer when they blow up shit. Call me evil; you welcome.
3. I'm a realist by birth, cynic by nature.
I don't see the glass as half full or half empty. I look at it as someone been drinking out my damn glass and pass me the bottle of Jager. I never been one who is optimistic or pessimistic. There are qualities in each, but I'm a person who just sees it as real. I'm one who believes sometimes hope is the road that leads to disappointment. But, sometimes hope is all we have to make it by. Sometimes it's a study in contradiction, but never said that cynics are the most logical.
Well there shall be more about me later. Now...I need to do some other stuff. What...I don't know. Til then....
1. Happy endings are for the foolishly over-romantic.
I always go for the ending where the hero rides off into the sunset with the woman or gets that one kiss under the gazebo in the rain. I never believed that it is suppose to happen all the time. There going to be some tragedy. Besides if there is a happy ending for one, there usually an endless line of sad ones for others.
2. I always cheer for the bad guy in movies.
Call me the underdog, the cheer of the villain (cause I am one) and all but, even the bag guys needs something to look forward to. I mean the hero always gets the girl, saves the world. But what do we get? Well besides the awesome lines. Hannibal Lecter, Darth Vader, Tony Montana, Stewie Griffin...they all got the best, memorable lines. Even if they didn't save the day. Well except for Vader, but he a special case. I cheer when they blow up shit. Call me evil; you welcome.
3. I'm a realist by birth, cynic by nature.
I don't see the glass as half full or half empty. I look at it as someone been drinking out my damn glass and pass me the bottle of Jager. I never been one who is optimistic or pessimistic. There are qualities in each, but I'm a person who just sees it as real. I'm one who believes sometimes hope is the road that leads to disappointment. But, sometimes hope is all we have to make it by. Sometimes it's a study in contradiction, but never said that cynics are the most logical.
Well there shall be more about me later. Now...I need to do some other stuff. What...I don't know. Til then....
Monday, October 25, 2010
what is in a name...
When I decided to make this blog, I had to think about what I wanted to call it. Throughout the years of blog making, and it has been a few blogs I have written and created, I had each one describe an aspect or subject matter that is close to me. However, this one is more personal then the rest. Only because I learned that sometimes to stand against the waves of the world alone is always better to ride the tides of conformity.
My views and opinions, not matter how mundane they are usually sparks more anger than sometimes necessary; however, it is because many are so sensitive to world views, or blinded to the most simple of truths and have what I call the ostrich syndrome. Live your days with your head in the ground and so oblivious to everything. Which is in itself sad to say the least.
I figured that creating this "Stand against the waves" that I have a place where I can draw the line in the sand. I always been a person who was never the leader, nor was one who just followed others blindly. I was always the loner. Never leading anyone to the fates I was going to or the glories others didn't need to go. Call it selfish maybe - but it's more of a public service than anything. None needs to go where I walk. You may dirty your shoes which is an understatement. But, moreso, just don't think anyone is capable to relate or understand my mindset. So it's best that I do stand against all. Besides, one in a world of billions, your worlds will not be remembered and you in the end will not be missed. Just a thought.
SAW
My views and opinions, not matter how mundane they are usually sparks more anger than sometimes necessary; however, it is because many are so sensitive to world views, or blinded to the most simple of truths and have what I call the ostrich syndrome. Live your days with your head in the ground and so oblivious to everything. Which is in itself sad to say the least.
I figured that creating this "Stand against the waves" that I have a place where I can draw the line in the sand. I always been a person who was never the leader, nor was one who just followed others blindly. I was always the loner. Never leading anyone to the fates I was going to or the glories others didn't need to go. Call it selfish maybe - but it's more of a public service than anything. None needs to go where I walk. You may dirty your shoes which is an understatement. But, moreso, just don't think anyone is capable to relate or understand my mindset. So it's best that I do stand against all. Besides, one in a world of billions, your worlds will not be remembered and you in the end will not be missed. Just a thought.
SAW
Saturday, October 16, 2010
How funny some people can be...
I just had to share this little semi-adventure with my people. If most follow my facebook (and if you don't shame on you!) I left something about some teenagers who were just in a nice car (probably one's parent) playing some Lil Jon (good taste for them anyway) those folks probably probably juniors or seniors in some prep school yelling out "Where your hood at, where you hood at?" I had to snicker and laugh as I passed by. And one had to go out and ask me where my hood at? I just stopped and I asked where theirs at and they replied and I just snickered and kept walking. Listen to all you preppies trying to find your hoodness and street cred: rule #1 If you live in a gated community and an on-site golf course, you are not hood and never will be! rule #2 If the police can be at your area in less than 5 minutes to get a cat out the tree, you are not hood.
I had to go and think for a second, what would happen if those fools really went to a real hood and get some real hoodness. Let's take them to some of the tough places:
Orange Mound in Memphis - they wouldn't last 5 minutes; car gets jacked money get stole girlfriends get hoed out.
7th Ward New Orleans - Not even going to say it. They get the hell beat out of them and throw in some swamp never to be seen again and them they go get some gumbo with the money they snatched from the poor saps.
Highland Hills (Dallas Texas) - My homie Jason can attest to this. If you got a hood so rough that the public bus system will stop 2 streets and turn around and say if you going down this area you walking, what you think 3 prep boys driving a Benz will get as a reception. A few chop-shops will be getting new parts. And a 4th grader there will snatch the Benz emblem and make a neck piece out of it.
Pick a place in Houston. 3rd Ward (shout out to my Cartel fam at TSU I miss ya fools) 5th Ward, A-leaf, South Park - really do they wanna go there and shout out what's your hood? When you see kids on big wheels with spinners you in the hood. You getting jumped near Yates High School by a few toddlers and they going to French's Chicken for a free meal - courtesy of you.
and let's not talk bout chicken. Let them come to Morton. yes even here they will get bumrushed. Don't let the chicken plan fool you those chickens go hard. When you go a school with razor wire. This is hood! Welcome to Kingland baby this is how it's done. Da Bottom folks will just rob you in broad daylight and laugh. Really now golf course folks gets throw into the chicken trucks...
Now really what's my hood? I am my hood...now gimme your allowance and car. I'm heading down I-45 to H-town for some French's Chicken. I can drop those folks at Pleasant Grove and let them yell out I'm hood in Da Grove...that be funny.
SAW
I had to go and think for a second, what would happen if those fools really went to a real hood and get some real hoodness. Let's take them to some of the tough places:
Orange Mound in Memphis - they wouldn't last 5 minutes; car gets jacked money get stole girlfriends get hoed out.
7th Ward New Orleans - Not even going to say it. They get the hell beat out of them and throw in some swamp never to be seen again and them they go get some gumbo with the money they snatched from the poor saps.
Highland Hills (Dallas Texas) - My homie Jason can attest to this. If you got a hood so rough that the public bus system will stop 2 streets and turn around and say if you going down this area you walking, what you think 3 prep boys driving a Benz will get as a reception. A few chop-shops will be getting new parts. And a 4th grader there will snatch the Benz emblem and make a neck piece out of it.
Pick a place in Houston. 3rd Ward (shout out to my Cartel fam at TSU I miss ya fools) 5th Ward, A-leaf, South Park - really do they wanna go there and shout out what's your hood? When you see kids on big wheels with spinners you in the hood. You getting jumped near Yates High School by a few toddlers and they going to French's Chicken for a free meal - courtesy of you.
and let's not talk bout chicken. Let them come to Morton. yes even here they will get bumrushed. Don't let the chicken plan fool you those chickens go hard. When you go a school with razor wire. This is hood! Welcome to Kingland baby this is how it's done. Da Bottom folks will just rob you in broad daylight and laugh. Really now golf course folks gets throw into the chicken trucks...
Now really what's my hood? I am my hood...now gimme your allowance and car. I'm heading down I-45 to H-town for some French's Chicken. I can drop those folks at Pleasant Grove and let them yell out I'm hood in Da Grove...that be funny.
SAW
Friday, October 8, 2010
Words of comfort can sometimes be too hurtful
We as humans know the power of words. They can inspire, condemn, give us strength or sometimes give us grief. But, there just some words and should I say parables and tidbits of wisdom that do the opposite of its intent; in short it just annoys many or it can be just me. Maybe, it is just my cynical nature to be as such. Which does make it the proper course of action; when I usually hear these anti-soothing words, I usually get into sarcastic mode or just really cold factor 666 and speak such a retort that well not many would want to say anything consoling. And here, my people, are pretty much the trash de la trash that just makes me want to strangle the person who not only said it to me but the moron who conjured up the words of vile false comfort. Prepare for vileness of remarks that will cause most eyes to bleed in fear…
(3) If you love someone, set them free. If they come back it is meant to be.
Really, you kidding me with this one right? No I will keep them incarcerated in my love prison. If I put this much time and effort in just to let them go. And furthermore, if they don’t come back then what? It was a total depletion of time, money and mental necessity that I could be spending on strippers and beer. It’s not meant to be so thank you for killing x amount of months trying to see if this was something that will last. Thank you for playing, we have some lovely parting gifts and an invitation to the ex and the new love interest’s wedding. We are registered at Bridezilla-Groom. And what happens by some grace of divine intervention (and constant begging maybe) they do come back. Yeah it’s meant to be but you will have that lingering amount of doubt. What happens if they get a wild hair and need to leave again? I say let their ass go and keep them gone. Cause if they have to leave in the first place it’s pretty much a done deal and grab the remote and watch your shows you wish to watch. If they love you they will stay if not then they never cared to begin with. To hell with them and don’t let the door hit you where the rat should have bit you.
(2) Don’t worry it’s their loss.
You know how many times, I wish I can take those words and hang myself with them. I want to ask those folks, really I lost. So why do I feel like the loser. And the winner which is them, feel they made out like a bandit doing whatever and not worry about it. Yeah their loss, while your ex-boyfriend or husband is balls deep in some woman or your ex-girlfriend or wife is getting balled deep by some stud that is pretty much better than you. Let’s face it if they wasn’t you would sure as hell not be in the situation you at; probably mad, asking a billion questions playing the eternal “what if” game; while they are flaunting their newfound freedom with a new love or sex toy underneath their arm. So who is the loser here in this contest of amore? And the grand prize…the loss of your own dignity and self-worth because it’s been walk over by someone who feel you are free tennis racket prize that Bob Barker gave you and you wanting the new car – noone gives a damn. Their loss…HA! No it’s not their loss it ours for believing such hogwash words like this. Excuse me while I go vomit up least years Thanksgiving dinner.
So I wonder how many of you at home players can see the pattern that is being created by this blog entry. Yes, there is a method to my madness and sadly, few can even comprehend it. Even fewer can relate. But, for those who can understand this and have any grasp of how I can probably feel, then my hats out to you. Welcome to the true cynical world of me. Have a drink and read the finally piece of de-comforting sentiment:
(1) It is better to have love and loss than not to have loved at all.
Those 15 words have about as much meaning and sense as a fire engine with gasoline instead of water. Where does it say in the handbook of love that it is good to have something in your hand and snatched away? So it’s good to enjoy it for a while and poof not there. It’s about as logical as having a free meal from a five-star restaurant with the best in wines only to be taken away after one sip and one bite. Oh yeah it’s nice to savor it but you don’t need to enjoy it for something long lasting. What a load of bovine fecal matter…oh wait let me call it like it is…BULLSHIT!!!! I don’t buy that. It’s about good to never have it because then you don’t know what you miss or loss on. The emotions and feelings will not be as potent or as painful. Yeah many can say it will be just practice for the next one to come along. However, for some this could be it for them, what of them? And those who are too bitter and angry to even take a chance? I swear. I would gorilla punch someone who told me after a breakup that was not my fault. I think the phrase should go as thus: “It is not good to have love and lose it and better to not have it snatched after obtained.” You don’t want to have a million dollars only to be taken away before you can even spend it on cheap liquor, hookers and blow right?
So now my people, the lesson for today is to watch your words in what you say as comfort. Hell don’t even say any words a hug a baseball bat and an alibi works wonders. Just remember watch what you say next time and maybe you won’t have a pot of hot grits coming in your direction.
SAW
(3) If you love someone, set them free. If they come back it is meant to be.
Really, you kidding me with this one right? No I will keep them incarcerated in my love prison. If I put this much time and effort in just to let them go. And furthermore, if they don’t come back then what? It was a total depletion of time, money and mental necessity that I could be spending on strippers and beer. It’s not meant to be so thank you for killing x amount of months trying to see if this was something that will last. Thank you for playing, we have some lovely parting gifts and an invitation to the ex and the new love interest’s wedding. We are registered at Bridezilla-Groom. And what happens by some grace of divine intervention (and constant begging maybe) they do come back. Yeah it’s meant to be but you will have that lingering amount of doubt. What happens if they get a wild hair and need to leave again? I say let their ass go and keep them gone. Cause if they have to leave in the first place it’s pretty much a done deal and grab the remote and watch your shows you wish to watch. If they love you they will stay if not then they never cared to begin with. To hell with them and don’t let the door hit you where the rat should have bit you.
(2) Don’t worry it’s their loss.
You know how many times, I wish I can take those words and hang myself with them. I want to ask those folks, really I lost. So why do I feel like the loser. And the winner which is them, feel they made out like a bandit doing whatever and not worry about it. Yeah their loss, while your ex-boyfriend or husband is balls deep in some woman or your ex-girlfriend or wife is getting balled deep by some stud that is pretty much better than you. Let’s face it if they wasn’t you would sure as hell not be in the situation you at; probably mad, asking a billion questions playing the eternal “what if” game; while they are flaunting their newfound freedom with a new love or sex toy underneath their arm. So who is the loser here in this contest of amore? And the grand prize…the loss of your own dignity and self-worth because it’s been walk over by someone who feel you are free tennis racket prize that Bob Barker gave you and you wanting the new car – noone gives a damn. Their loss…HA! No it’s not their loss it ours for believing such hogwash words like this. Excuse me while I go vomit up least years Thanksgiving dinner.
So I wonder how many of you at home players can see the pattern that is being created by this blog entry. Yes, there is a method to my madness and sadly, few can even comprehend it. Even fewer can relate. But, for those who can understand this and have any grasp of how I can probably feel, then my hats out to you. Welcome to the true cynical world of me. Have a drink and read the finally piece of de-comforting sentiment:
(1) It is better to have love and loss than not to have loved at all.
Those 15 words have about as much meaning and sense as a fire engine with gasoline instead of water. Where does it say in the handbook of love that it is good to have something in your hand and snatched away? So it’s good to enjoy it for a while and poof not there. It’s about as logical as having a free meal from a five-star restaurant with the best in wines only to be taken away after one sip and one bite. Oh yeah it’s nice to savor it but you don’t need to enjoy it for something long lasting. What a load of bovine fecal matter…oh wait let me call it like it is…BULLSHIT!!!! I don’t buy that. It’s about good to never have it because then you don’t know what you miss or loss on. The emotions and feelings will not be as potent or as painful. Yeah many can say it will be just practice for the next one to come along. However, for some this could be it for them, what of them? And those who are too bitter and angry to even take a chance? I swear. I would gorilla punch someone who told me after a breakup that was not my fault. I think the phrase should go as thus: “It is not good to have love and lose it and better to not have it snatched after obtained.” You don’t want to have a million dollars only to be taken away before you can even spend it on cheap liquor, hookers and blow right?
So now my people, the lesson for today is to watch your words in what you say as comfort. Hell don’t even say any words a hug a baseball bat and an alibi works wonders. Just remember watch what you say next time and maybe you won’t have a pot of hot grits coming in your direction.
SAW
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Wise Words Falls Deaf Upon Ignorant
For a long time, I never really appreciated such a statement, really until recently. So many people in my life, acquaintances and friends seem to be falling into such a spiral of naivety. But what puzzles me is why is when you know the outcome of a situation that you know full well will not be beneficial or positive you still go through it knowing that it will be a disaster and end up holding the business end of a knife in the heart or a few dollars short in the bank account?
I sometimes wonder is it because we as humans must be so willing to break the binds of fate and win a victory for our self-determination. Or is it to overcome the chains of endless repeats? Most describe insanity as the process of doing things over and over hoping for a different outcome - but know that it will not. As 2 + 2 is 4, some things will not change. You can change the tactics of whatever, but due to our human make up, some things will not change, only the time of the occurrence. Yet, we still do it. Is some members of society truly insane. And what happens if by some happenstance, something miraculous occurs. It is a divine miracle, or do we come out like pure geniuses?
Somehow, it's rare, extremely rare that latter does happen. However, for so many, it is almost a crusade to do it. To change it for an outcome that is positive. But in the meantime, there is a serious amount of animosity in the mind of many people. And in the worse case, there is a amount of lashing out of those who try to warn or provide counsel to prevent such notions from happening - especially, those who already know it will come out as predicted.
Are we just suckers for the punishment of failure? Are we so determined to see the truth of logic in our own eyes, and not pay attention to those who may have already been in that situation and not accept the experience or even accept the perspective of others? Is our pride as a human so blinding that we chose to ignore things that is right in front of us or in our own mind? How do we close the door of ignorance and open the windows of wisdom? That is the question of many but sadly can not be so easily answered. So I throw this upon the panel. Are we ignorant and blind to reason?
Ponder upon this my friends.
SAW
p.s. to those who read this and is in the situation: open your mind to reason and listen to perspective.
I sometimes wonder is it because we as humans must be so willing to break the binds of fate and win a victory for our self-determination. Or is it to overcome the chains of endless repeats? Most describe insanity as the process of doing things over and over hoping for a different outcome - but know that it will not. As 2 + 2 is 4, some things will not change. You can change the tactics of whatever, but due to our human make up, some things will not change, only the time of the occurrence. Yet, we still do it. Is some members of society truly insane. And what happens if by some happenstance, something miraculous occurs. It is a divine miracle, or do we come out like pure geniuses?
Somehow, it's rare, extremely rare that latter does happen. However, for so many, it is almost a crusade to do it. To change it for an outcome that is positive. But in the meantime, there is a serious amount of animosity in the mind of many people. And in the worse case, there is a amount of lashing out of those who try to warn or provide counsel to prevent such notions from happening - especially, those who already know it will come out as predicted.
Are we just suckers for the punishment of failure? Are we so determined to see the truth of logic in our own eyes, and not pay attention to those who may have already been in that situation and not accept the experience or even accept the perspective of others? Is our pride as a human so blinding that we chose to ignore things that is right in front of us or in our own mind? How do we close the door of ignorance and open the windows of wisdom? That is the question of many but sadly can not be so easily answered. So I throw this upon the panel. Are we ignorant and blind to reason?
Ponder upon this my friends.
SAW
p.s. to those who read this and is in the situation: open your mind to reason and listen to perspective.
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