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How much should I really care?

I couldn’t sleep tonight and then I remembered that I have registered a blog. So I said what the hell why not spend some time writing down what I think. I’ve noticed for a long time now that people change and edit their lives according to social norms. I’ve seen people being more social accepting, being fakely friendly, being bitchy when they are really not, being disgised behind high social status, asking me to edit things that I post in order not to give people any ideas. I mean I see so many people around me every day and it seems to me as those people don’t really care what anyone thinks… they do look like they don’t care. But it seems that everyone cares. Everyone cares what he projects to the outside world to see. It’s stupid, I’ve never understood why people act like that. I guess it could be dirived from the evolutionary thrive to keep people in your surroundings happy with what you do, to look non threatening and in balance with what people normally do… but that is no excuse. I sincerely believe that most of our thoughts and our feelings are governed by evolutionary, animalistic drives but I feel disgusted when we can’t be mind over matter and try to live what we want to live and try to be what we want to be.

People are okay being stupid in the train where no1 knows them. They are okay being stupid with people that can be stupid with…  But when there are people you know but you don’t really know, social-relatives if you prefer, people suddenly go -> norm. Mind boggling isn’t it? No? Well are you one of those people? Yes you are… What you think you are not? You think you can go crazy? I look around and I see NOTHING. No-one’s himself, no-one’s real. It’s depressing really. What are you people afraid of?

“What if they see something they don’t like?”

Well when I meet people I feel like I am meeting  nobody. I never remember names, all they are is faces that my mind recalls for future reference. People that are pretentious. No character, nothing. Who cares if I say soomething they don’t like? I mean to think of it, if they don’t like it and they feel offended by it … good it was meant to be so… OR it’s good then we wouldn’t really be good together.

Never be less than what you really are and never be less than who you really are.

There are people worth caring about, and all of us know who those people are. Their opinion matters to the extend of maybe what would look good on you or the opinion on your new haircut. On matters of how to live your life nobody’s opinion matters. NOBODY’s. What if people think you are a creep? Who cares? You know different, yoru friends know different.

It’s your world. Exist on it as you want. World being the surroundings and everytihng that your mind projects as your outside environment and people and is yours as your reality is yours.

l8rz.

October 6, 2008 - Posted by pnx031 | Life, Philosophy | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | No Comments Yet

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