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It has come to mind to share a few thoughts,
12 years ago
It has come to mind to share a few thoughts, there is a saying by Eleanor Roosevelt, that is; “Great minds discuss ideas, Average minds discuss events and Small minds discuss people.”
This is the problem that I have to deal with everyday life, from walking in the street to walking in a shop or a pub, to getting on a bus or getting on a train, and when going online I get into such situations. Some people simply do not wish to forget the past and realize that conflicts do happen, but to move from them, and try not to make the same mistakes again, even when it is hard at times, when discovering something serious and dramatic in your life, that has been hidden from you for over 29 years, but always suspected and had a conspiracy about. You find someone who you think may understand, but you discover yourself to be wrong about them, and snaps back at you where they think you something or someone else than what you see yourself to be, when being loud and proud and being open about it and work on making terms with it to accept yourself and even love yourself, because you loved the work of this someone who you thought would understand because they seemed to be open minded about your predicament. The thing is from this incident, I have stopped being bothered about people, and have drawn in closer to keep myself to myself, but not being completely socially withdrawn based on the fear of causing upset and distress from my traumatic experiences I had in my life, which do in some way or another rub onto others. I have been focusing on my artwork more than being bothered about people. Yes they talk about me all the time and dwell in their assumptions from past petty dilemmas of self-exploration and growing up, and including the development of skills and techniques. Where then your technique was epic, and now you see it to be flawed, but you still progress on developing. No point in just giving up on what I enjoy doing and keeps me going in this mundane society on this hellhole of a planet, escaping the harsh reality in my imaginary universe of relief, which I have discovered is an essential tool of consciousness to find ideas , truth and more. Creativity is a contributing factor of growing up, most of all the people who live by mundane lives, have not grown up intellectually, they do not see the paper chains of money that is enslaving every single being on this planet, who prostitute their lives, their skills and their ideas to this paper God, and that it is raping the very essence life of this planet, that is intermingled in the bureaucratic law system, the religions that exist on this planet to even the belief of a God, all to keep people from thinking , running on automatic and accept the way life is and that it’s the only way to exist, with the elite herding people around like livestock or machines for the economic system.
I have moved on from this and have come terms with myself, and focus on my work, not bothered much about socializing with people, because I have been hurt many many many times, in most cases misunderstood because of being different, and respond to me with fear, hate or jealousy, as what they would call me a special snowflake, not in a positive sense, but in the sense of being alien, strange, freaky and so on. But I am so astounded to the fact that some people would still go about at me for something that is two years old, and go on reflecting the pack behaviour of chimpanzees to impose a second blast of rejection and termination, to hell to even look at the work I did and shared, and to hell with the request I made before even starting on giving one of them a free art commission, that is not my cup of tea or style. I had chose to do it to lay down the past with them, and focus on the future, to turn a new page and a new leaf… because I love them regardless how trolly they get… I just wished to be seen in a different light, the real me, not the me that was in anguish two years ago. A lot of it has to do with the fact I think they have never experienced handling a disclosure about their lives, something personal, that has stolen much of their lives away, where they could have been happier people. But this seems to mirroring something on a larger scale. Much has been hidden from the people of the Earth, conspiracies about not being alone in the universe exist, and now the evidence is out. How are people going to react, well very much the same way I did two years ago about my gender issues. How they would express this would depend on the consciousness values of people. Any suppression of this expression or realizing that people by now could have had their own UFO , would lead to drama… So when people need to express something always give them the opportunity and support, and the more relief you give them the quicker the tears and anguish dry up , and get on with their lives and each other, where what happened in the past stays in the past and bygones be bygones, live and let live … you are human beings not chimpanzees.
This is the problem that I have to deal with everyday life, from walking in the street to walking in a shop or a pub, to getting on a bus or getting on a train, and when going online I get into such situations. Some people simply do not wish to forget the past and realize that conflicts do happen, but to move from them, and try not to make the same mistakes again, even when it is hard at times, when discovering something serious and dramatic in your life, that has been hidden from you for over 29 years, but always suspected and had a conspiracy about. You find someone who you think may understand, but you discover yourself to be wrong about them, and snaps back at you where they think you something or someone else than what you see yourself to be, when being loud and proud and being open about it and work on making terms with it to accept yourself and even love yourself, because you loved the work of this someone who you thought would understand because they seemed to be open minded about your predicament. The thing is from this incident, I have stopped being bothered about people, and have drawn in closer to keep myself to myself, but not being completely socially withdrawn based on the fear of causing upset and distress from my traumatic experiences I had in my life, which do in some way or another rub onto others. I have been focusing on my artwork more than being bothered about people. Yes they talk about me all the time and dwell in their assumptions from past petty dilemmas of self-exploration and growing up, and including the development of skills and techniques. Where then your technique was epic, and now you see it to be flawed, but you still progress on developing. No point in just giving up on what I enjoy doing and keeps me going in this mundane society on this hellhole of a planet, escaping the harsh reality in my imaginary universe of relief, which I have discovered is an essential tool of consciousness to find ideas , truth and more. Creativity is a contributing factor of growing up, most of all the people who live by mundane lives, have not grown up intellectually, they do not see the paper chains of money that is enslaving every single being on this planet, who prostitute their lives, their skills and their ideas to this paper God, and that it is raping the very essence life of this planet, that is intermingled in the bureaucratic law system, the religions that exist on this planet to even the belief of a God, all to keep people from thinking , running on automatic and accept the way life is and that it’s the only way to exist, with the elite herding people around like livestock or machines for the economic system.
I have moved on from this and have come terms with myself, and focus on my work, not bothered much about socializing with people, because I have been hurt many many many times, in most cases misunderstood because of being different, and respond to me with fear, hate or jealousy, as what they would call me a special snowflake, not in a positive sense, but in the sense of being alien, strange, freaky and so on. But I am so astounded to the fact that some people would still go about at me for something that is two years old, and go on reflecting the pack behaviour of chimpanzees to impose a second blast of rejection and termination, to hell to even look at the work I did and shared, and to hell with the request I made before even starting on giving one of them a free art commission, that is not my cup of tea or style. I had chose to do it to lay down the past with them, and focus on the future, to turn a new page and a new leaf… because I love them regardless how trolly they get… I just wished to be seen in a different light, the real me, not the me that was in anguish two years ago. A lot of it has to do with the fact I think they have never experienced handling a disclosure about their lives, something personal, that has stolen much of their lives away, where they could have been happier people. But this seems to mirroring something on a larger scale. Much has been hidden from the people of the Earth, conspiracies about not being alone in the universe exist, and now the evidence is out. How are people going to react, well very much the same way I did two years ago about my gender issues. How they would express this would depend on the consciousness values of people. Any suppression of this expression or realizing that people by now could have had their own UFO , would lead to drama… So when people need to express something always give them the opportunity and support, and the more relief you give them the quicker the tears and anguish dry up , and get on with their lives and each other, where what happened in the past stays in the past and bygones be bygones, live and let live … you are human beings not chimpanzees.
