I haven’t been keeping up with my blogging and every time I think, I must blog, I find something else to do. Life is as busy as you make it and finding time to blog is always there. I’m just out of ideas on what to say. Some days I’m full of wisdom and bright ideas and some days I’m a blank, dark empty vessel waiting for my moment of inspiration.
S0metimes I look at people and think: why are they so blind and ignorant to life? How is it that I see things, actions, sayings or subtly nuances in everything around me. I’m able to read a persons body language on a first meeting. I’m able to gauge correctly what someone was saying when they were saying something completely different. I love sitting and watching and listening to people talk and knowing when they are lying or improvising or simply saying what the other person wants to hear. Now don’t get me wrong, there are people out there who I am unable to read. Maybe their wall surrounding them is too powerful and they have become someone else entirely and then I’m unable to pick up on their true spirit. Just think to yourself: How many of those people do you know? I think there is possibly many of those people walking among us, who deny who they truly are and create a substitute persona who they think they should be. Scary? Yes!
But more scary is I’m able to pick them out in a crowd. I say “I love yoghurt” and they say “I love yoghurt too”, even if they hate it. They seem to think if they agree with all I say and do I will not see who they really are.
Another scary thought: I’m able to know ahead of time how things will turn out. If someone will fail. If someone will do something in a certain way. How people will react. If I feel they are a threat, they normally are. As i get older I’m able to see more clearly. It does affect my reactions to other people. If I see how it will turn out, I’ve tried to help, but it doesn’t work that way. People don’t want to know or they prefer to be ignorant to the truth as I see it. I have a gift.
I don’t and never have said I like something if I don’t. I never have run with the crowd. I’ve always stood on the side and watched. If I didn’t like something I wouldn’t follow or agree, even if the entire population turned and followed that route. It simply does not phase me if I’m sitting at a table where everyone else is sucking on lobster legs and I’m eating chicken. I’m not influenced by it. I’m not going to change my mind about who I am or what I like or prefer. I like chicken so I eat it.
The world is made up of so many different personalities and it would be boring if we were all alike, so its all right if some see you as different, because you are. Just use your gifts that you were born with in a useful way which makes you happy and complete.
I wish that those that choose to follow the stream would turn around and try swim upstream. Its hard at first, but worth the strife and pain, to be yourself. So what if I’m different! I like it!
Now on to another topic. Books: I’m reading another James Patterson Novel ,”Double Cross”. It of course features Dr Alex Cross. I just love the psychological thrill this story brings. Facing 2 psychotic killers and always coming out on top. Its a fast paced novel, bound to keep you turning the pages wanting more. Give it a try.