For many years, I’ve tried to be kind even to those who purposely disrespected me. Why? Because deep in my heart, I felt that I could win them over and live in harmony with them thereafter. I’m not sure if the former is even practical — The more I live, the more I realize that people can be pretty mean and ill intended many times
Here is a lesson I’ve learned five years age… There will always have people who don’t care or want to be associated with you. That’s fine. Less work for me, their loss, my gain.
It’s human nature.
Life has been good, for the most part. My guard is never down and my eyes are constantly scanning for double-faced individuals who have no character. It has become a way of living… studying the intricacies of non-verbal communication for almost seven years.
You can’t force people to like you or the things you do or have and that’s okay. Life goes on, you will survive. Fortunate are those who understand this simple fact. Live your life to the fullest according to what you want to do. If you like photography, go photograph! If you like sports, go play some. If your gig is reading, then go read! Who cares what people think?
Just keep in mind that people will find a way to blame you for something, no matter how nice or terrible you are. There are some nasty people out there, ladies and gents. They may carry a demon and they may not even know. Let them alone. It’s better to keep a distance from these kind of people.
What do I say? Carpe diem — seize the day! Live your lives extraordinary as Mr. Keaning once said. Who cares what people think or do anyways, in the big scheme of things? If they say or do things you don’t like, flee from them or significantly reduce contact with these “angels.” It’s really that simple.
Live how you want to live and remember, “If a person wishes you evil in any way, evil will follow him or her until justice is done. Some call this karma. I prefer to refer the former as, “The wrath of God.” Don’t do it evil ones… It ain’t worth the trouble.”
At 45, I think about these things, you know? I admit. I pay attention and take notes. What do you think?