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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Life Lessons #89024

I think these two quotes sum up some of the most wise thoughts anyone could have on a grander scale of how we live life. Food for thought. Of course, my Fargo logic is always added in for extra flavor.

Buddha truly has it right here. Sometimes, I don't let go of things very gracefully. I might resemble Madea or Maxine, kicking and screaming all the way or perhaps dragging my Glock. One thing is for sure...even though I may have been sarcastic or harsh as a cop, when it comes to family, my friends, or significant others- I am straight up. If you are wonderful, I tell you so. If you hurt my feelings, I tell you so. If you aren't right for me, I tell you so. I don't play games and I don't toy with people. It's the Golden Rule. My Grandma Yost drilled in my head and if you don't believe that statement, I have holes to prove it.

Maya Angelou opened my eyes a few months ago with this one running around Facebook. I had to rethink some things in my relationships involving friends and significant others. After the last marriage with the serial killer, I may delve into dating, but I am only going to forgive and allow someone to run over me a limited time before I cut the rope. And then I am going to make a basket out of the pieces and float your ass down the river. Kind people try to make priorities out of those that choose to be cruel because they have big hearts, forgive, and then try to fix things, thinking it will all be okie dokie.

I used to think, "won't he see how wonderful and fun I am?" I reminded myself of that cute puppy in the window jumping up and down begging someone to take him home. Then I had a reality check. You can't make someone be true. You can't make someone love you. And why would anyone want that in the first place. I know I can't change or fix anything anymore except myself.

What is the most sorrowful concept in relationships of people is the fact that some human beings can't love. They just aren't capable. And believe me, there are many sickos out there in the disguise of ordinary people.

It makes you wonder how they were built that way, what happened to them, and what the fuck is wrong with them? It's a question I can't answer. Why? Because I choose to love always. I can't comprehend not having it somewhere in my life always...perhaps a pet, a mother's love, a wife's love, love for a friend, etc. Love is a gift, whether it comes in the form of an act of kindness, a gesture, a child, or something bigger than all these combined. Remember that.

Some fun posts are coming...hold onto your shorts!

3 comments:

Allenspark Lodge said...

Ya know, that Buddha dude said lots of cool stuff. But what I want to know is where did he get the typewriter?

Bill

Well Seasoned Fool said...

Or Internet access?

Coffeypot said...

Or electrical power or batteries?