I think, therefore we are. That is a fundamental understanding worth incorporating into your everyday. Acceptance is the start of every journey into a new reality. If you are happy with the reality that sits tight, binding your mind, then that is your indaba. I don’t interfere in others’ indabas. I side-step others’ indabas and reach into the depths of my brand new reality – of which we of Love are all a part – and build with that our expectations. I EXPECT a better world. I EXPECT a change in attitude from the myriad idiots that hate those successes that they do not have, nor will ever achieve because of the shit thinking that precludes them from anything other than failure. I EXPECT that this world learns to treat itself and its inhabitants with some serious respect. Facing the storm, I maintained respect – and Love – for all, despite my inclination to give in to the general hateful consensus – and on that basis I built what I have. Lucky me.
Getting real includes having a backbone, and maintaining it. It includes, too, the need for acquiring a pair of balls if you will continue living life as it comes.
Illusions are for those too afraid to accept reality. What you see – when it does not measure up to your apparent understanding – is what you have built with your idiocy. Brave are those unafraid of change. Even braver are those who face their illusions and work through the damage said and such illusions cause to an everyday.
3 responses to “Get real – Blog No. 12”
I’ve known so many people who say they can’t bear change. I can’t bear a lack of change.
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I write stories from my experience and publish this book Raise The Flag: Lean Thy Arms from the judgement against cops who beat me senseless without cause for arrest so they bring false charges, false reports, and false testimonies against me when I am not guilty. So this is how I do something better with my education. Go to http://www.jamesmorebooks.com