Wow, Subtle.

Reflection is a trait I’ve aimed to acquire of these long years on this earth and I’d say I’m some what successful in they endeavour because I know when to let things go now, more so than I ever did before.

Yesterday while walking I was lost in thought as I often am, then out of the corner or my eye, in a space I’d never normally see there was one person acting odd, their behaviours didn’t match those around them, if it hadn’t been for their acting like a total weirdo I would;t have noticed them.

Ironically once I say who this person was it was clear that they were trying their hardest not to be seen by one person specifically, me.

Safe to say they failed in that.

This got me thinking, why make such a scene, if they’d have kept walking I’d of been none the wiser and continued being quite content i my own world of thought, but no, my attention had to caught. I’m sure this would be denied, however if they had just followed the crowd I wouldn’t have seen them.

Foolish child.

I was thinking last night while training, why do people do what they do, not in the sense of meaning or purpose but why do they perform the gestures, the body language, the movements and actions they think are one thing when in reality they’re the complete opposite. Is this the old theory of ‘if nothing is said the body will talk’ or am I reading in to this too much, such is the curse of a person who has learnt to become a theorist

Either way it doesn’t matter, the thoughts will be just as fleeting, as everything else.

Take some time today and watch for these little scenes that are out of place, I guarantee you’ll witness some fascinating things.

Easy lifeĀ 

The older you get, the less you care about a great many things. Simply because over time it’s clear that worrying solves no problems.

I can see why the goal of my peers from the past was always ‘an easy life’. 

To be left alone to live out each day peacefully, free of idiots and those who just want to cause hassle because their own life is meaningless. 

Jaded hope

The youth of today, so hopeful.

The elderly, so jaded by the realisation of just how much of life is bullshit.

The there are people like me, no longer young but not yet old. Still with glimmers of hope but jaded enough to know which are logical and which aren’t.

The funniest part of it all is the fact that knowing this changes nothing, so that being said, it’s better to live a ‘wasted’ life in the eyes of others if it’s a well lived one when seen in your own.

It’s here.

People have gone soft.

Modern society is more concerned with not offending people than it is with progressing as a culture.

“You can’t say that, I’m offended.”

Who cares if you get offended?

There are more pressing matters then the fact that not acknowledging you as a unicorn offends you.

I heard a grandfather say to his daughter the other day “War is coming.” and her response was typical “Stop the scare mongering Dad, we’ll be fine here, nothing will happen.” the reposes from her little girl though… no older than 11 or 12 showed how the innocence of youth when provided basic knowledge and understanding can cut through a lot of bull shit.

What did she say?

“No grandad, it’s already here.”

Heart breaking and scary that a parent is more naive than a child.

The world is filled with good and bad people, it always has been, it always will be and something else that has echoed through history is that to stop a monster you often end up having to become one yourself, continuing the cycle of hate breeding hate.

When will we ever learn.

The ugly truth

“He’s ugly.”

“That’s a bit harsh isn’t it.”

“Well they are, what’s so wrong with telling the truth these days.”

“…..”

A very interesting thing to hear, while as you can imagine both the people in question were rather pretty, they had some rather different attitudes.

One was honest to a fault and the other would pander to people for their approval, I must admit in mown personal preference I found the more honest one to be my cup of tea.

They say looks fade, which of course they do.

The ravages of time take a rather hefty effect on us all, however considering that doesn’t happen for a long time, how you are perceived by others does make a difference. It changes how they treat you, how kind they are, how cruel they are, just how they are in general.

If in your group you’re the good looking one, you get all the attention and you love it.

Go to another group of better looking people and suddenly you’re cast to the side and seen as a last resort, which obviously means you spend less time with this group of friends in favour of your less attractive ones, usually coming up with some bullshit excuse of “They’re nicer people and more fun to be found” when what you really mean is “I get more attention here, I can be more confident in this group”.

People put so much of their self worth in how they look compared to others, be those friends or not.

The funniest part is the girl who was being ‘harsh’ was right in what she said, the poor chap was quite ugly, unfortunately and as such he will never be able to pick and choose who he loves, he will have to settle for who decides to love him, despite the fact that he might be one of the nicest people you could ever hope to meet.

That’s just how life works.

Everyone is shallow to some degree, some of us are just better at admitting it.

How we grow

As the days go on the pieces slowly get put back together.

What got damaged slowly repairs itself, it just takes time, as with anything.

It’s funny what makes us grow, and how we do in response to it. I’d spent plenty of time dwelling on the past wen in reality it wasn’t going to make any difference to the situation, if anything it only served to make it worse because it was self imposed insanity.

Growing has shown a door that leads to the future a the expense of the past but sometimes that’s never a bad thing.

We will all carry the scars and painful memories with us forever, yet they shouldn’t be a reason not to grow because eventually you find the weight is lifted and while on the odd occasion you feel a reminiscent discomfort you can simply shrug it off and keep moving forwards.

Life will go on regardless, so why dwell in the past.

How have you grown over time?

Technologically Sick

As far as things go, in terms of culture and people, apparently we are now more depressed, anxious, unhappy and mentally unstable than ever before.

Why?

Is it because we are more aware and connected than ever before?

Is technology making us sick?

Perhaps it has already made us sick.

It seems the more we learn, the worse we become. Everything needs to have a label and while there are those who genuinely are in bad places, a great many simply latch on to those labels for attention.

To say “I’m so depressed” is so common place that it has almost lost its impact.

Worse is when people say “I’m mentally broken”…

Mentally broken, for someone to say that just shows how little they know and understand because if they were in such a place they wouldn’t be telling everyone about it, they wouldn’t be able to. They’ve just heard something that generates the desired effect the want on social media.

Sadly it seems that illnesses, especially those that affect the mind are now nothing more than buzz words and that is truly sad.

What is happening to the world?