what does anyone ever want to know about life?
i would say one of the most important things in life is how you spend/share your:
1. time
2. energy
3. love/compassion
4. disbelief/anger/ignorance
5. smiles/happiness
at no time do i think that money would be in the top 10... yes money is evident and all over the thoughts and minds of those in modern society... that being said, i just want to point out a middle aged woman who was in my favorite coffee spot yesterday... turkey day...
her profile:
middle aged asian american... maybe filipina... not exactly sure... so why is it that she can say stuff like, "i asked him for a tray 4 times"... "that's why you can't speak quietly"... the most honest thing about people is their demeanor, and their presence... don't mind what people say... mind what people think, and how they act... why have words become such an important part of our life? it's because through words we give instructions and share ideas... we have to remember, it takes a lot of words to describe a picture... (a picture is worth a thousand/million/google/googleplex words)... in most forms of learning and living... the experience is so important to those who are trying to share/live their life...
not to assume to wildly, but i can say this... this female in question was a bit agitated because her turkey day was promising to be super stressful, and it didn't look/feel good to her... the fact that she couldn't get a single thing right, like get a tray in a timely/efficient manner, she was offended...
what i can say of all the things that happen during turkey day...
a timeline is like this... turkey day is a thursday... all the work and planning starts well before turkey thursday, my particular experience went down like this:
wednesday, the day before turkey day:
1. my partner/best friend/co-worker/wife/coach/teacher/student/boss... started to make a green tea cake at 5 pm... it took about 5 or 6 hours to get her cake 'right'... to her satisfaction... if you have any background on my wife's life... she was a home economics teacher in japan... those exacting minds that make your honda and toyota so precise and reliable... are the same sorts of minds that are home economics teachers in japan... so she makes this cake... to me it's amazing... 2 green tea sheets of sponge cake with a red bean paste filler... and white sugar icing... totally rad/perfect/excellent... (fill in your nicest complimentary word here).... you see... this is how it goes... she can make this awesome cake, but she seems like her 'monthly visitor' is in town... i should have known... she's a woman on a rampage...
2. to make a long story short... this cake is deemed perfect by all involved... the 30 or so guests at our house thoroughly enjoy it, and all goes without a hitch....
3. UNTIL the ride home... i have been given notice that i'm not allowed to go to a 1 year old's birthday party because my wife was not given an invitation... how does this all work? i don't understand... but knowing and living these sorts of things before, i just bow my head, and agree to everything... e.g. it's not very useful to climb mt. everest, unless you really want to do it more than anything... confrontation is my middle name, and the reason for me to rejoice... i love making people uncomfortable... with my honesty, truth, comments, looks, smells, touches... the whole nine... i think we could call this affinity for conflict... a natural thing... there is a reason why we call people like me a menace to society... a menace is defined as, "
a person or thing that is likely to cause harm; a threat or danger: "the menace of drugs".
verb: threaten, esp. in a malignant or hostile manner... yes, i am menacing... yes i'm evil at times... and the reason why i do it? quite simply because i can... if you know me personally, that's why i can be locked up... i'm locked up by the limits of social fairness, and socially accepted norms. nothing i do, or want is socially accepted... at least, i make it a big grandiose thing... (my life is more fun that way)... so how does this all go down?
all i want are 3 things...
1. to make people smile/feel/hurt/cry/react
2. to end the potable water crisis
3. to spread the notion of unconditional love
sounds like a communist manifesto... to some... but that's a-okay by me...
i am not violent... i'm not a liar... i'm not quiet... so why do people call me dangerous? i'll give the simple reason... because, i'm smart, witty, perceptive, evil, hungry, fat, the list goes on... this as a journal, is the most cathartic practice i have... i love this journal because it keeps me real and totally liberates my mind... which in turn liberates me... when is the last time you actually did or said anything... just because you wanted to? i'll say this... i try to do something for myself each and every day... not every day has to be like that... but at bare minimum, i believe that the pareto principle holds true... 80/20, or 20/80...
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