Mystery is alluring! Lets try to keep this humorous!
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A couple people meet(let's not genderize this), they start to talk and get to know each other, they break the ice a bit! They start to like where things are going.
But then one of them!
Sticks their hand down behind them; and pull it back up, and smells it!
The other makes a face and feel very uncomfortable sitting there the rest of the night!
That alluring mystery is gone, by that one simple act.
Let's face it, that is unattractive!
If you have this bad habit, maybe you should pay closer attention what you might be doing instinctively without realizing it!
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You see a new flavor of chips on the shelf! Because you've never had them before, you want to try it!
You buy them, you get home, put on a movie, and then put one in your mouth.
HOT HOT HOT! They weren't kidding, they are burning your mouth and it feels like you are swallowing powdered fire! You start using water as if it is mouthwash just so you can taking the burning sensation away!
Okay, alright, this was me last week, I swear that the flavor "sounded" amazing. They were good, but HOT! Too hot and I love hot and spicy things.
Oh, "what kind" you ask?
"Flamin' Hot Nacho" Doritos!
Even hours later, my tongue feels like I burned it on hot coffee.
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Showing posts with label life choices. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life choices. Show all posts
Monday, January 28, 2019
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Always.....Silence. Speaks in volumes!
I don't want to cry, and you can't make me.
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?
Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?
I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.
I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.
Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?
Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?
I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.
I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.
Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Thursday, September 5, 2013
What I've decided concerning my blog
I have decided I don't want to discuss my past relationships, love life, or personal life, in general.
I shall be back during the weekend perhaps for a poem or short opinionated rambling.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
I shall be back during the weekend perhaps for a poem or short opinionated rambling.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
A little about freedom...
I've learned thus far, that freedom (if properly thought out) is not real!
Why do I say this?
To put it into words that you all can understand.
We can do what we want, but there is always some kind of price to pay! Whether it is with money, consequences or both.
If you commit a crime, you do the time!
If you make a choice and fail, there is a consequence.
For every action we make there is always a reaction.
When we are born, we are automatically bound without freedom! As an infant, we can not do everything for ourselves. That's probably the best part about life! For infants have no choices to make except to cry when we need love, attention or our butts changed.
As we grow older we are either shown and or taught our rights and wrongs. Our only freedom there is to choose what actions we make. We either mark on the walls( and get in trouble) or we don't and we live without the punishment of making that choice.
As teens we must decide if we steal or not, whether we try that drug and keep doing it or not, take a puff off a cigarette and keep smoking or not, go to a party and decide if we want to try different things or not. But with all these choices that we must make, they all have a reaction.
As adults we must make choices that affect our lives more so than when we were children, there are the choices of getting a job, going back to school, having children we must think wisely on what we teach them as they grow.
So as you can see, there is a freedom of choice, but no freedom at all for every choice made has it's repercussions! We can only hope that the choices we make are the right ones, no choice has a guarantee that it's right or wrong, we must wait and see what the outcome will be.
Whether you know what will come in the future or not, you are not guaranteed what choice you made to get to that outcome!
I hope I have put this into words to which you might understand my meaning when I say Freedom does not exist! Life is but a two sided coin, and no matter what side that coin is on, there is always a right and a wrong! Where is the freedom?
I'll let you be the judge of that.
Unknown
Why do I say this?
To put it into words that you all can understand.
We can do what we want, but there is always some kind of price to pay! Whether it is with money, consequences or both.
If you commit a crime, you do the time!
If you make a choice and fail, there is a consequence.
For every action we make there is always a reaction.
When we are born, we are automatically bound without freedom! As an infant, we can not do everything for ourselves. That's probably the best part about life! For infants have no choices to make except to cry when we need love, attention or our butts changed.
As we grow older we are either shown and or taught our rights and wrongs. Our only freedom there is to choose what actions we make. We either mark on the walls( and get in trouble) or we don't and we live without the punishment of making that choice.
As teens we must decide if we steal or not, whether we try that drug and keep doing it or not, take a puff off a cigarette and keep smoking or not, go to a party and decide if we want to try different things or not. But with all these choices that we must make, they all have a reaction.
As adults we must make choices that affect our lives more so than when we were children, there are the choices of getting a job, going back to school, having children we must think wisely on what we teach them as they grow.
So as you can see, there is a freedom of choice, but no freedom at all for every choice made has it's repercussions! We can only hope that the choices we make are the right ones, no choice has a guarantee that it's right or wrong, we must wait and see what the outcome will be.
Whether you know what will come in the future or not, you are not guaranteed what choice you made to get to that outcome!
I hope I have put this into words to which you might understand my meaning when I say Freedom does not exist! Life is but a two sided coin, and no matter what side that coin is on, there is always a right and a wrong! Where is the freedom?
I'll let you be the judge of that.
Unknown
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