I feel like I owe a blog to my cat Jordan. He passed away yesterday, and it's a day I would like to remember since he's been with my family for about 20 years. I was about 5 years old when my older sister found him. He's the only one of our many pets, who we have seen grow up until an elder.
We also buried him as well. I'm not so sad, or rather, I feel something that I can't describe. It's the same feeling I had with the passing of my grandma and grandpa on my dad's side of the family, and also the passing of my mom's dad as well.
I remember final moments, then I start to think about their lives, and I would think about memories I've had with them. It's a bit of sadness...or is it grief, but it's not torment. I would never want to make a soul feel horrible by wanting them to stay on the earth plane, as much as I care for the person, I would feel better knowing they moved on peacefully. I wonder if I'll always feel this way.
Well, in situations like this, I guess I spend a few days putting everything into perspective. This is the best way I can describe it.
So, I feel that this is a small memorial for him. To let him know that he was only true him, and I loved him deeply. :) In the end, I'm happy and sad. But I'm happy to have known him and to have had him within our family. *Sighs* It's always a bit sad letting go, but it must be done.
Mon
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Monday, September 21, 2015
Honesty
Someday I sit and I think "Dang it would be good if I could write my own lyrics!" I would seriously create an album with songs titled Love, Honesty, Trust, etc.
I'm sure I could, but writing lyrics with meaning is all about being honest with yourself. Well, actually, I've always felt an attachment to those songs where a person is truly pouring their heart out, or wearing their heart on their sleeves. There a sense of connection from me to their music, and those are the songs/musicians that I enjoy listening to.
I think it boils down to truly being honest with yourself. I mean, if you can't be truly honest to yourself, than who can you be honest with??
When I think about honesty, I think that it's a tough thing to do if we become swayed by the rest of the world telling us that being a certain way is seen as strong. This creates a sense of denial on our end and we unintentional shut ourselves off from who we truly are, in exchange for what society/the media states is "the way". Then we act based on these feelings we cover up in an unconscious way.
Imagine if we were all bottles of soda and we're all in a box. Over time, some sodas start to think "hey! We're not soda! Let's me peanuts" or something else, whatever you choose to be. So, ignoring the fact that it's a soda, and being shaken up in the box, we don't realize that we need to release our bottle cap to in order to get rid of all that excess fizz, but in order to do this, we need to stop claiming to be something besides what we really are.
So instead of being a bottle of soda, we are humans. We are humans who feel.
When a kid starts to imagine that they can be whatever they want, and they feel invincible, and the world looks down on that kid and says "No, you'll have to be __________ instead" eventually the kid just accepts it, and tries to fit in.
It is often said that we, as humans, enjoy fitting in. Yet our sense of self identification is disrupted. I believe we are connected in the sense that what one chooses to do, can have an effect on someone else, whether they think so or not. Yet, we are also complete independent in the sense that we aren't connected by flesh and we also have individual thoughts as well. Think of it this way, we are all tiny rivers and lakes, but we all connect back to the sea. Even so, we are our own lake or river.
I see this often, a person who is quite a sweetheart, loving and caring, builds up a tough act when talking to friends in order to not seem weak and defenseless. If I'm not mistaken, this is something that humans do as a way to protect themselves, and I understand all too well, but I often find myself thinking "Why? Because we don't want to be exposed?" Well, that's all good and everything, but we may get so into this habit, that we forget how to be honest with ourselves. It's not for the good of others, but for ourselves.
That honesty from to ourselves is not something we have to prove to the world. I'm sure people will notice it. Haven't you ever heard the phrase "that person is so laid back " or "that person is so down to earth", in other words, they aren't afraid to be who they truly are. They are confident in themselves. They are okay with looking like a fool, or saying something foolish because they know that they aren't perfect.
That's not to say that some people don't get the wrong impression, they do. But I'm simply making a point to say that some people are able to sense that kind of thing.
I've been thinking more and more about how I (we) can become more friendly with ourselves. The advice and suggestions I give I would say to myself "take it for yourself as well" so when I say "you're worthy!" I start to to tell myself "and so are you." It would be a waste to give advice to a friend, and yet, not believe it for yourself, those helpful words. We should be as much of a friend to ourselves as we are to those we love.
One thing I will say, is that I do find it a bit tough to stand away from myself and view a situation objectively. To say "well this situation isn't working for me" due to the love I feel towards those I care about, but it should be done with an honest heart.
Mon
I'm sure I could, but writing lyrics with meaning is all about being honest with yourself. Well, actually, I've always felt an attachment to those songs where a person is truly pouring their heart out, or wearing their heart on their sleeves. There a sense of connection from me to their music, and those are the songs/musicians that I enjoy listening to.
I think it boils down to truly being honest with yourself. I mean, if you can't be truly honest to yourself, than who can you be honest with??
When I think about honesty, I think that it's a tough thing to do if we become swayed by the rest of the world telling us that being a certain way is seen as strong. This creates a sense of denial on our end and we unintentional shut ourselves off from who we truly are, in exchange for what society/the media states is "the way". Then we act based on these feelings we cover up in an unconscious way.
Imagine if we were all bottles of soda and we're all in a box. Over time, some sodas start to think "hey! We're not soda! Let's me peanuts" or something else, whatever you choose to be. So, ignoring the fact that it's a soda, and being shaken up in the box, we don't realize that we need to release our bottle cap to in order to get rid of all that excess fizz, but in order to do this, we need to stop claiming to be something besides what we really are.
So instead of being a bottle of soda, we are humans. We are humans who feel.
When a kid starts to imagine that they can be whatever they want, and they feel invincible, and the world looks down on that kid and says "No, you'll have to be __________ instead" eventually the kid just accepts it, and tries to fit in.
It is often said that we, as humans, enjoy fitting in. Yet our sense of self identification is disrupted. I believe we are connected in the sense that what one chooses to do, can have an effect on someone else, whether they think so or not. Yet, we are also complete independent in the sense that we aren't connected by flesh and we also have individual thoughts as well. Think of it this way, we are all tiny rivers and lakes, but we all connect back to the sea. Even so, we are our own lake or river.
I see this often, a person who is quite a sweetheart, loving and caring, builds up a tough act when talking to friends in order to not seem weak and defenseless. If I'm not mistaken, this is something that humans do as a way to protect themselves, and I understand all too well, but I often find myself thinking "Why? Because we don't want to be exposed?" Well, that's all good and everything, but we may get so into this habit, that we forget how to be honest with ourselves. It's not for the good of others, but for ourselves.
That honesty from to ourselves is not something we have to prove to the world. I'm sure people will notice it. Haven't you ever heard the phrase "that person is so laid back " or "that person is so down to earth", in other words, they aren't afraid to be who they truly are. They are confident in themselves. They are okay with looking like a fool, or saying something foolish because they know that they aren't perfect.
That's not to say that some people don't get the wrong impression, they do. But I'm simply making a point to say that some people are able to sense that kind of thing.
I've been thinking more and more about how I (we) can become more friendly with ourselves. The advice and suggestions I give I would say to myself "take it for yourself as well" so when I say "you're worthy!" I start to to tell myself "and so are you." It would be a waste to give advice to a friend, and yet, not believe it for yourself, those helpful words. We should be as much of a friend to ourselves as we are to those we love.
One thing I will say, is that I do find it a bit tough to stand away from myself and view a situation objectively. To say "well this situation isn't working for me" due to the love I feel towards those I care about, but it should be done with an honest heart.
Mon
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Feeling negative emotions is okay!
I'm always thinking that in order to better myself I should try not to get frustrated, annoyed or angry. Then I realize how much of an idiotic statement that is because I'm human lol If I didn't have those feelings, I'd be a robot. Always neutral or happy.
It'd be nice to not have to feel frustration, but I'd never understand the feeling of success if I never understood what it's like to be defeated.
I don't like those emotions, but to deny that I have them, would be to limit my experience in life. If I didn't have those, then how would I know what I like and dislike? I'd never be able to improve if I thought everything was okay.
What I mean by this is that if I were to see someone littering, which I actually dislike, and I felt happy about it, I wouldn't feel a need to not litter or feel compelled to at least do my part to stop the littering. Yet, because I do dislike it, I don't do it. Also, if my friends do, and I'm around, I'll give them "the look" or I'll complain or something until they pick it up. In the end, I'd pick it up and lecture them. "What do you think this is? You toss garbage on the ground because you assume someone is going to pick it up! Stop taking advantage of that!"
My mom says "I'm creating jobs" or "the bird will take it" as an excuse.
This isn't the point lol The point is that I woke up this morning annoyed, but I feel better now because I had to tell myself that it's okay to feel that way and not to deny that I'm annoy. I felt that I had good enough reason to feel the way I did, and so now, I feel better.
I once read that past life issues aren't necessarily the problem, but the feelings we had about the problems that is the issue. Whether or not this is true, I can't say, but I always look at my life today and I think back on the traumatic events from the past, and I realize that this may hold some truth due to the fact that I remember those things a lot better than others. The feelings are imprinted to the situation, not the other way around.
So I'm teaching myself to FEEL, but not get swept away into doing some irrational, or making a choice that I feel I can't control due to those feelings. I think it's this that helps us avoid dangerous or risky situations.
In general, I think it takes viewing the thoughts. I accepted my thought, but I changed it to view the possible reason behind the other person's actions. That also eased my annoyance. Trying to at least understand the other person helps. I think that often we aren't willing to do that because we're too angry, and seriously why even try to make excuses for someone's bad behavior that caused our annoyance in the first place?
I often hate to admit things like this because I feel it's an excuse on behalf of the annoyer (which I'm not saying it's bad to feel annoyed or angry), but that they don't often know that they're annoying you. How the heck is such a thing possible? Well, they don't know how your feeling until you lash out on them.
Overall, I think going through possible options behind a person's action (it's more like questioning their actions and answering them), gives more understanding to yourself. I mean, you'll never truly know until you ask the person, right? The point of proving a possible reason is to calm yourself, turning yourself from the thought that "this is annoying" and repeating it, because it will only continue to annoy you. You are pretty much stating to yourself "I want to continue to be annoyed"
I'm only stating that because I did that before getting out of bed lol Yes I was annoyed before my feet even touched the floor. I won't go into details, but before getting up I stared at the ceiling thinking negative things, such as "this was only left on me because that person was too lazy to do it" or "It could've been done last night, but instead they didn't do it, forcing me to do it and make the excuse that they'll be busy with something"
After some time, I started to consider the other factors involved. Then my views changed a bit. I was still slightly annoyed, but I was able to complete the task.
The thought that I had that I should onto this person as they have done unto me, doesn't help either. That's called being vengeful. What good does that do? Why take it into my own hands? It's something I don't have to do, despite that I feel it would help them learn a lesson. Yet it's still vengeful intentions nonetheless. It takes a lot of strength to not allow yourself to be swayed by what you're feeling. I've read that feelings are nothing more than an instrument, similar to that of the five senses. We're suppose to learn from them, not become a pawn of them.
So I'm doing my best to understand this concept and at least attempt to use it in my life to see if it gives me a sense of improvement. I feel that in order to tell people something works or not, I have to have tried it. Then again, everyone isn't the same, and what may work for one person may not work for another. However, going against this, I'll say that these things have more to do with the mind, than it does with eating something or doing some kind of strenuous activities. It's not like I'm saying "Do art, because you can" although I believe a person could learn.
It's more about helping people to calm themselves and reassure themselves that they are in control of what they choose to do in any given situation. Not about changing who they are....in the sense that you are a personality, an individual with your own dislikes and likes, yet living among others who are similar in that aspect, and understanding that in order to live in relation to each other, there has to be some kind of understanding on our part, for, not just ourselves, but others as well. I believe this is called Emotional I.Q. The ability to understand others.
It's not being a doormat, because I believe I'm far from that, it's just I enjoy knowing that the choice of words and actions lie in my hands. This gives me a personal responsibility. Think of it as building up on your own character. I don't think I'd enjoy being the same forever. I hope to elaborate on these ideas in the future :)
Mon
It'd be nice to not have to feel frustration, but I'd never understand the feeling of success if I never understood what it's like to be defeated.
I don't like those emotions, but to deny that I have them, would be to limit my experience in life. If I didn't have those, then how would I know what I like and dislike? I'd never be able to improve if I thought everything was okay.
What I mean by this is that if I were to see someone littering, which I actually dislike, and I felt happy about it, I wouldn't feel a need to not litter or feel compelled to at least do my part to stop the littering. Yet, because I do dislike it, I don't do it. Also, if my friends do, and I'm around, I'll give them "the look" or I'll complain or something until they pick it up. In the end, I'd pick it up and lecture them. "What do you think this is? You toss garbage on the ground because you assume someone is going to pick it up! Stop taking advantage of that!"
My mom says "I'm creating jobs" or "the bird will take it" as an excuse.
This isn't the point lol The point is that I woke up this morning annoyed, but I feel better now because I had to tell myself that it's okay to feel that way and not to deny that I'm annoy. I felt that I had good enough reason to feel the way I did, and so now, I feel better.
I once read that past life issues aren't necessarily the problem, but the feelings we had about the problems that is the issue. Whether or not this is true, I can't say, but I always look at my life today and I think back on the traumatic events from the past, and I realize that this may hold some truth due to the fact that I remember those things a lot better than others. The feelings are imprinted to the situation, not the other way around.
So I'm teaching myself to FEEL, but not get swept away into doing some irrational, or making a choice that I feel I can't control due to those feelings. I think it's this that helps us avoid dangerous or risky situations.
In general, I think it takes viewing the thoughts. I accepted my thought, but I changed it to view the possible reason behind the other person's actions. That also eased my annoyance. Trying to at least understand the other person helps. I think that often we aren't willing to do that because we're too angry, and seriously why even try to make excuses for someone's bad behavior that caused our annoyance in the first place?
I often hate to admit things like this because I feel it's an excuse on behalf of the annoyer (which I'm not saying it's bad to feel annoyed or angry), but that they don't often know that they're annoying you. How the heck is such a thing possible? Well, they don't know how your feeling until you lash out on them.
Overall, I think going through possible options behind a person's action (it's more like questioning their actions and answering them), gives more understanding to yourself. I mean, you'll never truly know until you ask the person, right? The point of proving a possible reason is to calm yourself, turning yourself from the thought that "this is annoying" and repeating it, because it will only continue to annoy you. You are pretty much stating to yourself "I want to continue to be annoyed"
I'm only stating that because I did that before getting out of bed lol Yes I was annoyed before my feet even touched the floor. I won't go into details, but before getting up I stared at the ceiling thinking negative things, such as "this was only left on me because that person was too lazy to do it" or "It could've been done last night, but instead they didn't do it, forcing me to do it and make the excuse that they'll be busy with something"
After some time, I started to consider the other factors involved. Then my views changed a bit. I was still slightly annoyed, but I was able to complete the task.
The thought that I had that I should onto this person as they have done unto me, doesn't help either. That's called being vengeful. What good does that do? Why take it into my own hands? It's something I don't have to do, despite that I feel it would help them learn a lesson. Yet it's still vengeful intentions nonetheless. It takes a lot of strength to not allow yourself to be swayed by what you're feeling. I've read that feelings are nothing more than an instrument, similar to that of the five senses. We're suppose to learn from them, not become a pawn of them.
So I'm doing my best to understand this concept and at least attempt to use it in my life to see if it gives me a sense of improvement. I feel that in order to tell people something works or not, I have to have tried it. Then again, everyone isn't the same, and what may work for one person may not work for another. However, going against this, I'll say that these things have more to do with the mind, than it does with eating something or doing some kind of strenuous activities. It's not like I'm saying "Do art, because you can" although I believe a person could learn.
It's more about helping people to calm themselves and reassure themselves that they are in control of what they choose to do in any given situation. Not about changing who they are....in the sense that you are a personality, an individual with your own dislikes and likes, yet living among others who are similar in that aspect, and understanding that in order to live in relation to each other, there has to be some kind of understanding on our part, for, not just ourselves, but others as well. I believe this is called Emotional I.Q. The ability to understand others.
It's not being a doormat, because I believe I'm far from that, it's just I enjoy knowing that the choice of words and actions lie in my hands. This gives me a personal responsibility. Think of it as building up on your own character. I don't think I'd enjoy being the same forever. I hope to elaborate on these ideas in the future :)
Mon
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
As vast as the universe
There's a bit of frustration that comes about in me sometimes when I'm going about my day. I've even sat down and spoke to people who feel strongly about this topic, and they were older than me. Yet, moving past age, that's not the point. The thing I'm talking about is this whole race issue that's been the talk on most people's lips.
I'll tell you something, growing up, whenever I had an issue, I don't think I ever assumed it was because I'm black. Nope. Only once, and at the time, it wasn't me who said this, it was my mom. I was a third grade elementary student and I had a white teacher who had quite an attitude. I don't quite recall the incidents, but I remember at one point my mom said "she's a prejudiced white lady", I don't think I paid much attention to what my mom said because I had no idea what prejudice meant. So I went about my life.
Moving forward, I didn't have issues with white people, and if I did, it definitely wasn't racial. I'll put it this way, I've had just as many issues with black teachers/principals, as I did with white teacher. I've had more issues with black than I have had with whites. Does that make me racist?
I don't ever base anything on race, simply on attitude. I've had a black principal expel me once from middle school for no apparent issue. It still haunts me to this day that I got into trouble, and wasn't trusted on my word by my own mom. I've had an issue when I was in the second grade when I had a black teacher say to me "if you don't have any paper, then go tell your mom to go get you some" with an attitude rather than give me a sheet of paper.
I've had one black guy, last year, tell me that I'm a white-person-lover because I don't stick up for blacks.
I've never EVER, had a white person shame me over anything like this. Am I a white person lover? What the heck does that really mean?? I'll make it simple, and you answer this for yourself. If one person treats you like crap, will you continue to talk to them, or find someone new to talk with?
I talk to any person who I feel is worth me talking to. I don't usually like to place worth in a sentence when it comes to who I will and will not associate with, but in this case I will. People I will give my time to are those who are respectable. When we can disagree without name calling and actually talk about it, this is worth my time. When we can sit and talk about different cultures, this is worth my time. When we can just sit and talk about our lives, and life and what we want to do in our future, this is worth my time.
This doesn't just go towards race, I feel the same for religion. I've been constantly smashed in the face with statements like "It's a shame that you don't want to go to church" or "you'll go to hell." I was seriously told that I would go to hell when I was a middle schooler.
I've taken two stands in my life. One was to release myself of the bounds of religion in search of some truth. Two, to release myself of the bound of skin color and choosing to make statements that my skin color is what holds me back.
Since I've done those two things, I've learned quite a lot. I don't need to make the same mistakes as others, because I look at them, and I say "that's something that I don't feel is me" and I work to improve myself to not be what I dislike. It's as simple as that. I look at a PERSON's attitude. This is what is important.
Some people are so closed off, and it seems that enjoy that. I have no idea why. They rather stay in their own little bubble or hate and misery, than to venture forward into the world.
There's this thing going about that black people can't make it in the world. Who says this? Who make this true? Who decides if you make it or not? What is making IT? What is this IT that you're striving for, and how do you know you haven't made it there??
There are all these ideas and I wonder if many of us even stop to question ourselves.
In the past, paths were paved for us, not to keep looking back, but for us to keep moving forward, to pave new paths for the future generation. They are the stepping stones that we place for the new generation to continue moving up. If we stop, the only place they may learn to do from us, is to go down.
The idea of skin color may very well be an illusion. I've always imagined that if we were all similar, we'd still try to find something to separate ourselves. Let's take a look at China.
In China, height is considerate an attractive trait. So there is a surgery that can be done in order to stretch out the legs. Those who are too short feel out of place. Despite the fact that they are all from the same origin, there is still that separation. People will always try to find someway to fit in.
In a way, I feel that some blacks are trying to find their place in this world. Yet, there are so many statements set by blacks from the past, they've done some incredible things, and yet, what are you doing but talking about someone else's accomplishments? Why not start your own? Why not invent someone else? Look at Bill Gates. He worked doing what he enjoyed and made his marking in this world.
I'm not sure what some blacks are trying to prove to anyone. It seems like some want to place themselves on a pedestal, to hover over the world and scream "Look at how important we are!!" but this isn't a skin issue, it's a personal problem lol
Why do you have to feel the need to be above someone? When in reality, you are just a small piece of something bigger. In this vast universe, (and I really want you to go to google and look at a picture of the universe) is this really the only thing you can worry about. Earth, as important as it may feel, is soooo small in comparison to some of the other planets, and that planet is smaller than some other bigger planet. And guess what, our solar system is smaller than another.
We can learn something from this. An ant is small, yet it feels it's purpose in life is much bigger than we see it. Does it make it any less worthy to life? No. Honey bees are small, and yet they provide us with life as well. A simple cloud in the sky, among many, is just as important as all the rest as it provides us with shade.
You, a person among many, is just as important. Your worth, and how much you think you are worth, are only measured by your own expectations.
If you want to be a doctor, go be a doctor! It's not gonna come easily, it takes a positive attitude to persevere in the face of hardships (I know this all too well).
I'll say one thing, I think the reason why I've gotten along with white people, is because I see them as people lol I don't try to fight with them over something as small as something we can't control. I can't control my eye color, but I can wear contacts. I can't control the color of hair I was born with, but I can dye it or wear a wig. All in all, it's in my DNA regardless of what I change, but what can really make a difference is how I perceive life and the rest of the world.
If I can't tolerate being about negative people with a closed mind about such things, what makes you think that others can?
Think about that. Question yourself, and stop questioning others. Question yourself in accords with another. Ask yourself, what good does it do you. And if you feel it's something (whatever this something is) that is still worth fighting for, go for it? You may be some revolutionist.
The thing that I don't want people to do, is to waste their lives on trying to change something outside of themselves, when in reality, the true changing was to be from within.
With that being said, have a great day :)
Mon
I'll tell you something, growing up, whenever I had an issue, I don't think I ever assumed it was because I'm black. Nope. Only once, and at the time, it wasn't me who said this, it was my mom. I was a third grade elementary student and I had a white teacher who had quite an attitude. I don't quite recall the incidents, but I remember at one point my mom said "she's a prejudiced white lady", I don't think I paid much attention to what my mom said because I had no idea what prejudice meant. So I went about my life.
Moving forward, I didn't have issues with white people, and if I did, it definitely wasn't racial. I'll put it this way, I've had just as many issues with black teachers/principals, as I did with white teacher. I've had more issues with black than I have had with whites. Does that make me racist?
I don't ever base anything on race, simply on attitude. I've had a black principal expel me once from middle school for no apparent issue. It still haunts me to this day that I got into trouble, and wasn't trusted on my word by my own mom. I've had an issue when I was in the second grade when I had a black teacher say to me "if you don't have any paper, then go tell your mom to go get you some" with an attitude rather than give me a sheet of paper.
I've had one black guy, last year, tell me that I'm a white-person-lover because I don't stick up for blacks.
I've never EVER, had a white person shame me over anything like this. Am I a white person lover? What the heck does that really mean?? I'll make it simple, and you answer this for yourself. If one person treats you like crap, will you continue to talk to them, or find someone new to talk with?
I talk to any person who I feel is worth me talking to. I don't usually like to place worth in a sentence when it comes to who I will and will not associate with, but in this case I will. People I will give my time to are those who are respectable. When we can disagree without name calling and actually talk about it, this is worth my time. When we can sit and talk about different cultures, this is worth my time. When we can just sit and talk about our lives, and life and what we want to do in our future, this is worth my time.
This doesn't just go towards race, I feel the same for religion. I've been constantly smashed in the face with statements like "It's a shame that you don't want to go to church" or "you'll go to hell." I was seriously told that I would go to hell when I was a middle schooler.
I've taken two stands in my life. One was to release myself of the bounds of religion in search of some truth. Two, to release myself of the bound of skin color and choosing to make statements that my skin color is what holds me back.
Since I've done those two things, I've learned quite a lot. I don't need to make the same mistakes as others, because I look at them, and I say "that's something that I don't feel is me" and I work to improve myself to not be what I dislike. It's as simple as that. I look at a PERSON's attitude. This is what is important.
Some people are so closed off, and it seems that enjoy that. I have no idea why. They rather stay in their own little bubble or hate and misery, than to venture forward into the world.
There's this thing going about that black people can't make it in the world. Who says this? Who make this true? Who decides if you make it or not? What is making IT? What is this IT that you're striving for, and how do you know you haven't made it there??
There are all these ideas and I wonder if many of us even stop to question ourselves.
In the past, paths were paved for us, not to keep looking back, but for us to keep moving forward, to pave new paths for the future generation. They are the stepping stones that we place for the new generation to continue moving up. If we stop, the only place they may learn to do from us, is to go down.
The idea of skin color may very well be an illusion. I've always imagined that if we were all similar, we'd still try to find something to separate ourselves. Let's take a look at China.
In China, height is considerate an attractive trait. So there is a surgery that can be done in order to stretch out the legs. Those who are too short feel out of place. Despite the fact that they are all from the same origin, there is still that separation. People will always try to find someway to fit in.
In a way, I feel that some blacks are trying to find their place in this world. Yet, there are so many statements set by blacks from the past, they've done some incredible things, and yet, what are you doing but talking about someone else's accomplishments? Why not start your own? Why not invent someone else? Look at Bill Gates. He worked doing what he enjoyed and made his marking in this world.
I'm not sure what some blacks are trying to prove to anyone. It seems like some want to place themselves on a pedestal, to hover over the world and scream "Look at how important we are!!" but this isn't a skin issue, it's a personal problem lol
Why do you have to feel the need to be above someone? When in reality, you are just a small piece of something bigger. In this vast universe, (and I really want you to go to google and look at a picture of the universe) is this really the only thing you can worry about. Earth, as important as it may feel, is soooo small in comparison to some of the other planets, and that planet is smaller than some other bigger planet. And guess what, our solar system is smaller than another.
We can learn something from this. An ant is small, yet it feels it's purpose in life is much bigger than we see it. Does it make it any less worthy to life? No. Honey bees are small, and yet they provide us with life as well. A simple cloud in the sky, among many, is just as important as all the rest as it provides us with shade.
You, a person among many, is just as important. Your worth, and how much you think you are worth, are only measured by your own expectations.
If you want to be a doctor, go be a doctor! It's not gonna come easily, it takes a positive attitude to persevere in the face of hardships (I know this all too well).
I'll say one thing, I think the reason why I've gotten along with white people, is because I see them as people lol I don't try to fight with them over something as small as something we can't control. I can't control my eye color, but I can wear contacts. I can't control the color of hair I was born with, but I can dye it or wear a wig. All in all, it's in my DNA regardless of what I change, but what can really make a difference is how I perceive life and the rest of the world.
If I can't tolerate being about negative people with a closed mind about such things, what makes you think that others can?
Think about that. Question yourself, and stop questioning others. Question yourself in accords with another. Ask yourself, what good does it do you. And if you feel it's something (whatever this something is) that is still worth fighting for, go for it? You may be some revolutionist.
The thing that I don't want people to do, is to waste their lives on trying to change something outside of themselves, when in reality, the true changing was to be from within.
With that being said, have a great day :)
Mon
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Interpreting a dream 09/10/15
Hi!
Today I'm actually in a good mood, no particular reason. Well, I decided I want to try to interpret a dream I had last night. Upon waking this morning I thought "Oh no! I don't remember any" then I suddenly remembered one that I had before waking up.
It was a simple dream, yet if I applied it to my feelings during my waking hours, it has quite an interesting message.
One thing I'd like to point out first, I started reading this article in which the writer stated that our dreams are quite selfish, and 90 percent of the time, are about us. So I figured that even if this dream doesn't mean exactly what I'm imagining it does, it doesn't really matter. What does matter is how I feel afterwards, whether it will help me grow. This is how I feel when I take in the things people say to me. I'm not them, so I can't truly grasp in entirety their true message, just what impressions I'm given from them. I will admit, when I'm truly in the mood, I try my best to understand another...as long as they return the same respect. If so, I don't care what your views are, all that matters is that we respect them.
So moving on!
I can't recall the beginning of the dream, but I believe that's normal because it wasn't an impact dream. An impact dream is one that is able to be recalled due the dramatic influence on your feelings. Such as having a dream where a loved one is killed or being chased by a killer.
Also, most of the time my dreams skip time. So at one moment I would be in a house, then when I step outside I would be leaving a pit shop.
In this dream, towards the end, me and my mom were driving in a car home when we got caught by a train. The train had stopped. Suddenly three of the trains cars started to fall over and the cars that were near the train started to reverse their cars to avoid being squashed. Then bunnies, wolves and dogs started to run out of the overturned cars and everyone started to get out of their cars to look. Somehow, I ended up in some building center, kind of like Chinatown square. I ended up with some Halloween mask that looked kind of like a small pumpkin. I out it on my forehead and walked to a man working behind a food stand and asked if I can help capture the animals and he gave me the okay.
I then went into ninja mode and started walking towards some bunnies slowly and grabbed one.
So, w hat I'm getting from this dream is....well I don't know. I had something but now that I'm thinking about, it sound kind of dumb lol
Well, welcome to my dreamworld. :D
What interesting dream did you have last night?
Mon
Today I'm actually in a good mood, no particular reason. Well, I decided I want to try to interpret a dream I had last night. Upon waking this morning I thought "Oh no! I don't remember any" then I suddenly remembered one that I had before waking up.
It was a simple dream, yet if I applied it to my feelings during my waking hours, it has quite an interesting message.
One thing I'd like to point out first, I started reading this article in which the writer stated that our dreams are quite selfish, and 90 percent of the time, are about us. So I figured that even if this dream doesn't mean exactly what I'm imagining it does, it doesn't really matter. What does matter is how I feel afterwards, whether it will help me grow. This is how I feel when I take in the things people say to me. I'm not them, so I can't truly grasp in entirety their true message, just what impressions I'm given from them. I will admit, when I'm truly in the mood, I try my best to understand another...as long as they return the same respect. If so, I don't care what your views are, all that matters is that we respect them.
So moving on!
I can't recall the beginning of the dream, but I believe that's normal because it wasn't an impact dream. An impact dream is one that is able to be recalled due the dramatic influence on your feelings. Such as having a dream where a loved one is killed or being chased by a killer.
Also, most of the time my dreams skip time. So at one moment I would be in a house, then when I step outside I would be leaving a pit shop.
In this dream, towards the end, me and my mom were driving in a car home when we got caught by a train. The train had stopped. Suddenly three of the trains cars started to fall over and the cars that were near the train started to reverse their cars to avoid being squashed. Then bunnies, wolves and dogs started to run out of the overturned cars and everyone started to get out of their cars to look. Somehow, I ended up in some building center, kind of like Chinatown square. I ended up with some Halloween mask that looked kind of like a small pumpkin. I out it on my forehead and walked to a man working behind a food stand and asked if I can help capture the animals and he gave me the okay.
I then went into ninja mode and started walking towards some bunnies slowly and grabbed one.
So, w hat I'm getting from this dream is....well I don't know. I had something but now that I'm thinking about, it sound kind of dumb lol
Well, welcome to my dreamworld. :D
What interesting dream did you have last night?
Mon
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