Having an open mind has always been important to me. I've tried to understand things from the perspectives of those with whom I disagree or can't understand. I try to catch myself making ugly judgments about things that I may not have all the information about and I like to think that I can change my mind, my actions, or my beliefs accordingly. This is a kind of special hell for an overthinker, but I must say that I'm feeling relieved that maybe I won't have to work so hard any more.
I mean, truly, why worry about what other people seem to be doing - actions may speak louder than words, but when we understand a person's INTENTIONS, we don't have to focus on their actions anymore.
So simple!
If someone says they're not racist or that what they did is NOT what it seems to have been, who am I to say otherwise?
I can't get inside their head and figure it out for myself, so I should just go with what what they say, or better yet, what other people say.
Easy peesy!
In that same way, what does it matter how my intentions are interpreted by others?
They need to try harder to see my perspective.
Maybe I just need to tell them that I'm smart and that I know what I'm talking about.
That should suffice.
I can back it up and there may even be friends who'd back me up, too. That's the new world and I believe it's going to be a LOT easier to get along since we don't have to think so hard. We can just look at things, decide what they mean, and move on.
If any explanation or reasoning (ARGH!!!! SCARY!!!!) gets in the way, we just have to remember:
things are never what they seem,
but they are always what we believe them to be.
I saw on YouTube a video that "proves" no disabled person was mocked by someone that many thinking people either love or detest.
What does thinking mean, anyway?
The definition of thinking: our brains are churning around and producing thoughts.
(Told you this new world's gonna be a piece of cake).
Everybody's smart! Everybody's dumb!
The days of dignity and decorum are O.V.E.R.
As Ted Nugent sang, "cause I got me a rock & roll band - it's a free for all!" WOOOOO!
I got a little rock and roll band. And they're aliens.
Some people seem to not like cats. They're too independent. They're evil. They actually hate you. Damn cats. Why can't they just do what I tell them to do? Hmph. Don't they know they're just animals? Some people eat animals. SMH. Anyway.
I saw on Facebook that cats can't resist a circle. They have to sit in them. Silly people. They said it's because they like to feel safe or something. Well, since I know all about cats and am near 'bout surrounded by them everyday, I know what they're really doing.
See, people don't hate cats because they're independent. People hate them because they're not people. Cats don't hate us because we are not cats, cats are just pissed off aliens.
Everybody knows that to go to a different place, we just have to step through a portal (I saw it in Warcraft and read about it in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe - just to name a couple of sources - there are many stories about portals between dimensions
- you can Google it.)
Cats are always trying to get back where they came from - that's why they're always getting in boxes and sitting in these circles. They were sent here to spy on us and thought they'd get to go back. ha ha. Stupid cats. Thomas Wolfe said we can never go home again even if sweet little alien angels are looking in that basic direction trying every portal possible.
Boxes, circles - I read a book called Star Dragon that says that cats are actually dragons that come from the sky. You know that the ancient tapestry in Bayeux, France shows Halley's comet and some people (didn't get to use THAT phrase in college, but this is so nice now!) think that aliens and dragons and comets are related. It just makes so much sense!
So cats are aliens and they want to go back, but they can't.
And if you thought they hated us before, worry not.
We should have it a bit easier for the next few years.
Now they know we can't go back either.
Suckers! ha ha
