monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \"It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.\"----Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892 - 1950) Big hey to everyone. We are just too self-centered. We think we are the lamp of auroral illumination, hoping to influence others to think the way we do. And if they don't, we just dig and delve down into the other person's mind like an automated shovel, and try to read it like a crazed psychic. And that's where it all goes wrong. Not because we suck at mind reading, but just simply because there was no underlying meaning to start out with. The other person was simply telling the truth. And yet all forms of accusations plague the person, simply cos all that he said was meant to be taken at face value? Isn't the nuance of friendship supposed to eliminate all forms of global labelling, mind reading and other cognitive distortions? Shouldn't it transcend feelings of jealousy and envy, hard as it may be to do so? What happened to the adage of accepting one for who one is(but insulting is another matter altogether heh)? Am i rambling? Yes. Is it cos i've nothing better to write? No. Do i have my reasons for writing the above paragraph? Definitely. Wanna say what they are? Hell no. Is there a problem that's bugging me? I'm not affected by it, i'm currently happier than when britney got her first implants. Am i sure? What i say is what i mean. Watched legally blonde 2 (for free) with catface and bighead yesterday. The movie itself was so-so, with the plot thinner than au's common sense. The first one was much better. However, there was a little salvation for the poor plot, in the form of the speeches given by Elle Woods, from which we could learn stuff from. Basically it hit me that we've all got this little voice inside us that's dying to speak up for what we really feel: compassion, love, kindness. However, it's being shrouded by our own phantasmagoria and by the way of society. What does that make us? Mindless, heartless followers, devoid of feeling and hope. And who've we got to blame? True, no one ever listens. And society doesn't care. But we've not even made the effort to listen to ourselves in the first place. I've been so guilty of that. The movie also implied, albeit very exaggeratedly, that anything is possible. All you need is confidence, love, and a good fashion sense. Ok it's been a real heavy entry, and its not doing justice to the beautiful morning. Will go for a run now. Adios. 8:32 a.m. - 2003-09-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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