Guardian+ Parables+ Creation

A parental guardian.

Well, Hello!

I'm suppose to be taking a nap now. I feel a little tired. So usually I just lie down.

So I started thinking about something I had thought about a few weeks ago. About guardians.

When I think of the word "guardian" I think of Guardian Angels. And when I think of Guardian Angels, I think of a being who guides.

But why does it seem like, for the most part, it's imposing, rather than guiding. The only place I can speak from, is my whole experience.

Well, I've most certainly told people children make me nervous. Mainly because they are very very fragile. All humans are, and think we hold that childlike part with us throughout life (but we bury it when we are imposed upon by rules, regulations and restrictions). Anyways, I've been thinking "in order for me to take care of a child, I would have to know who I am!"

And this is just me. I say this because, I think when a person knows who they truly are, there is no need to impose yourself on someone else because you know they are a person with their own Identification, just like you. Besides, when you know who you are, I guess it would seem no one could impose something on you that is not...well "you".

So, when I imagine a Guardian Angel, I think of a being who guides us. Who does not degrade us. Who is patient with us. And I can understand as humans with our own separate lives to live, we can't always be patient with others. But my simply question is "why?" Is it because we are to busy? But with what exactly?

A lot of people work so hard in their lives....but they work only to reach the end of a life. I'm not saying this negatively, but I wonder to what ends do they work towards. Materialistic means? Superficial? Spiritual?

When I think of people who work very hard for material things, I guess they do it for their children. But I imagine Egyptians and how they spent so much time to prepare for their passage to the afterlife. And yet, all those things can't travel with their spirit.

So they just piled junk in a tomb. I wonder if it's still there....

I'm going off topic.

Well, I wonder why does the word "Parent" seem different from "guardian". I wonder, if I say to a group "what does being a parent mean to you?" and then say "what does it mean to be a guardian?" would I get to different answers.

This is where the generalizing part comes from. Not just with groups of people, but a word is created to mean something, that at first, before that word was created, there was definitely a "something" that just "WAS" and "IT" just meant what "IT" "WAS".

There was n negative connotation until that word was created, then a definition, then thoughts and beliefs based from what others thought and believed it to be.

I'm not saying this is wrong. It's mainly discovering, questioning. Analyzing. But, it's the thoughts that become attached to it, and what one person teaches to another, that causes it to change meaning from person to person.

Kind of like the Creator of Earth. Before, it was just simply there. Now there's all kind of beliefs about it. I decided at a very young age to not allow those things to take me over. I just felt it wasn't for me. I believe in a Creator, but I don't need the extra stuff added. No thanks! I'm fine.

But anyways, I recently read that Jesus and many people from his lifetime (I'm guessing teaches, or whatever) taught is parables. Which is kind of like analogies. The meaning differs from person to person.

I didn't know this! I thought that it was pretty interesting. Then I stop and I started to think some more, "well, if that's that case, then the teachings that others are teaching that are said to be teachings from Jesus, are words people take, and make their own. So...are they still really Jesus' teachings??"

Sometimes I would hear a teacher read something from a book and say "What (author's name) is trying to say is...?" and they will insert what they think it means. Based on what they read.

I'm not saying they are wrong. But I imagine myself talking to people, and dying, and people saying "She meant this..." if I were alive I would think "how do you know what I mean? Are you me now??"

I'm not trying to be rude, I'm simply making a statement. I guess we just have to take their word for it. Discern the truth for ourselves.

One thing that really bugs me is when a person just agrees right off the back haha They say nod their heads and write down what was told to them.

I guess because it's so common to see it in school. No one questions the "teacher", because the teacher "knows" what he/she is talking about.

However, when that same "teacher" leaves the building, they are a human being, just like the rest of the world. On this tiny planet in the middle of the universe. How important are they know? Do they know the universe and all that's in it?

It sounds harsh because it is lol but this is how I think. Whenever I'm talking to someone and I start to get the urge that "I'm  right" and that person has no idea what they're talking about because "I experienced it before." I think this way "who am I to stop them? And who knows, maybe they are suppose to experience this. Maybe their experience will be different from mines."

And then I'd just sit there, and I'd start to examine myself haha I'd start thinking. And this is how it goes.

Whenever I speak on something, it means I spent so much time thinking on it. Examining it. And in the end I would, like always, question why. Why do I spend so much time? For myself? For the world who may not even understand it? And even if they did, my thoughts are always changing because I'm always thinking.

I wonder how philosophers can deal with it. They question and seem so excited. I question and wonder when will it all be over with hahaha

So, all in all, we create our meanings right? What do you think? So why impose our meanings on someone else? Why is the differences between imposing and teaching? Imposing is to force something on someone right? But then, why are there two different words that mean something similar? Why not just that one word?

I at least hope I'm asking questions that might have a true ending answer hahaha and not a truly difficult philosophical one that seems to void with no definite answer. Like, what is beauty? or What was here before the universe? kind of thing.

I've been told by my family that I live outside of the box. Well, okay, I'm outside the box, and there are loads of other boxes outside that box. They just don't see it because they won't come out. Oh! And also, there's so much room for dozens of houses. I even built one! But they wouldn't know because they are cramped in a box with everyone else hahaha Well, :P

That's all for now. I never stick to my titles. Sorry~

Mon