writings

chapter 1

I keep being told I am smart, perfect, talented, and many other words. I think for a short second and all i think is just that these are words with possible or no meaning at all. Even if these words are true, they are words with meanings that range from person to person. If someone calls me perfect and turns around and says the same thing does that make me the same as the other or am i to assume that this speaker has another meaning for each different person. This is one concept i may never grasp, the same thing that keeps me staring at the ceiling pointing out all my flaws but no insecurities come up from this only deeper thought. There is no real definition of every adjective when it comes to a human being. What differs me from others, I can only imagine that there is someone else exactly like me in every way except looks maybe. And this person may be alive, dead, or not even born yet. As soon as i pass there will be another and i of course will be coming back and this person could be blood related. Our paths will cross. Then the person who called me perfect might as well call him or her perfect as well. What are we to assume as of this point? I am not as perfect anymore am i?  Well then who is able to say that i am anything. These are only interpretations and and opinions nothing more. I am not preaching just wondering how any adjective can define anyone without talking about someone else. But of course some might say you can use society terms well in society i am not perfect and who is to say society is right. Society is made up of people who are all different. P E O P L E. They have no say so in anything when it comes to whats right and wrong, who is fat and skinny. Sure we can use a dictionary for some of our terms but someone had to write that book. My reality is a question. Full of them. Maybe not to anyone else's. But mine. This is not fully about me but rather about the existence of the human itself. I see all this emotion everywhere. Around people, within them. I only look and think what emotion is consuming them. Anger, sadness, happiness, calmness, affectionate, passionate, hate, love, or anything else they think they feel. Why, whats bothering them? What is the trigger? What is the thing that will push them over to take action or change their emotion? These are all questions that might have an answer in my eyes but not someone else's. Peace between humans will never be achieved. Whats to say something can be achieved, their is always more work to do. Look at this  picture in a different way. Ask why it isn't another way. Not everything can be explained but rather experienced. All depends who you ask and who you tell.

To be continued.....