Trick or Treat
Even a casual observer might readily note that among people there is no pastime that is more pleasurable to them than that of judging and criticizing their fellow man. The generous nature of man is such that even in time of leisure, people are devoted to pointing out faults of others, for their benefit and improvement of course. While some might make the mistake of reacting with compassion and understanding, most know that it is far better to list the faults of a person to them so as not to indulge them in their bad habits. It can only help someone to make them feel that their list of virtues is nothing in comparison with all their imperfections. If such an action results in the recipient feeling sorry for themselves and downtrodden, it is but another opportunity to point out their poor way of receiving constructive criticism.
Moreover, those who are kind enough to offer such improving advice require nothing in return except for gratitude and humble submission, as is right. When the improver’s thoughtful advice is met with resentment and resistance, it is only more proof of the absolute rightness of what was said. At other times, there are those who out of resentment and for no reason feel led to unleash their tongue and pour out criticism on the improver. What an unfair world, that those who should be praised for their honest concern for their fellow man’s improvement, do not receive respect and honor that is due them. It should also be noted, that those caring people who endeavor to improve mankind are of such a sensitive and self-aware nature that they never require anyone to point out their own minor blemishes because it is redundant, as such ones already know about themselves all they require or need to know.
Also, it is perfect acceptable for the improver to be harsh maybe even cruel, to the unobservant eye, to an individual that requires enlightenment. Indeed, there is no need for gentle words or false politeness, its far better to come straight out without any pretension. For example, one might say to an erring friend, “You are too sensitive and needy and I find it terribly annoying and I am sure everyone else does as well.” Or “You are fat. You need to lose weight.” What a kind friend to say such a thing! It can only help the erring person to learn how hateful and loathsome their behavior is to those around them. Moreover, in the future, they might one day be rid of such annoying tendency with the right kind of prodding and poking towards perfection. In fact, forbearance with your fellow man is not a virtue at all and walking a mile in his shoes can only make tainted with the stench of kindness and compassion. So to those of you who refuse to buy into the myth of kindness, compassion, mercy, and all those other attributes of weakness and frailty, I congratulate, and am assured that a time will come that you will be justly rewarded for your efforts.
I feel a little narcassistic blogging all this. Really, a blog is a personal introspection of someone’s opinion, hobby, fetish, etc. Or at least that’s how it all started. But now, there are a kabillion words, all these little type written letters floating in cyberspace of millions on millions of people’s written words, stumbling upon eachotherfallingintootherrealms. How is it that one written word makes it above others? Is it a left brain thinker or a right brained feeler? Is it a particular age, race, what exactly is it? Who the hell wants to read my crap when they have their own crap to ruminate over and they get to be the star of the show!? What beliefs do we subscribe to that makes us check into Facebook, myspace, and the thousands of other social networks, bypassing the actual physical interaction that actually can help with biorythms in the body? Is it escapism to deviate from human interaction? One can get pretty creepy being alone.
I am aware, and it didn’t take a BA in Psych at some college, to realize that our society truly likes to ignore their inner stuff and proclaim enlightment. I’m amazed that we humans have any capability of communication when we are all our own freakshows ignoring our very essence. We have made habits of being so damn busy all the time, doing this and that, to truly avoid ourselves… We have errands, and if not errands, a job that we can put in over time, and if not that, another job and an exorbitant social life and living the dream of tremendous debt but we look good on the outside! We have children, get fancy cars, and iPods and gaudy body jewelry and cool hipster clothes and a home and trendy tattoos and any other material substances that are considered a good thing to possess before you die.
Then, there are the truly blind, who claim that through yoga, meditation, and my favorite: inner mind search (you know this means they did drugs for a long time), and religion and belief, they have truly faced and joined with their inner soul/dragon and are the enlightened ones. They then go sell their BS through a book (or blog) to all these other people looking for another way to avoid getting in their own way. So much work is put into how we look on the outside, we fail (on purpose) to delve into the gooey slimy chocolatey inner components that in all reality, keeps us alive. Every once in a while, that “ugly” knocks on your door and comes in just at the moment you were open and distracted. Oh yes, and honestly if that part of you doesn’t sneak in, you can ignore it for years until it becomes an ugly CANCER or some kind of physical or mental ailment that OOPS! You didn’t know it, but your ignorance has created a monster!
I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to feel that soon there will be no other option than to face yourself. I feel like with the advancement of technology, science, beliefs and dogmas and human kind, it seems the energy has shifted and all that avoidance may be for nothing. I see more and more people dealing with personal stuff and it seems to be more and more out in the open. Inner Demon? Nah, we just make it one because of the avoidance thing. Really, all that demon may truly be is a little child in a demon costume. So give him/her some fucking candy!!
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