Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Sometimes i wished I had the balls to scare the world. Nice one btw :)
it's so true, which is kinda quite sad really.
Being who you say you are doesn't make you honest, though, does it? It just makes you good at lying.
Being who you _actually_ are -- now, that's a different story.
(Though, these kinds of questions of identity get me so thought-spiralled and muddled -- because maybe there isn't actually any "Who We Are" that exists apart from the "Who We Say We Are", this constant and inescapable internal narrative being such an integral part of the whole Being Human party. Recipe for a headache, this.)
I agree. The world needs to be challenged with the truth.
My world is small, full of people who are always there to judge but never to support.
I will always support who I love
The truth, the whole truth, even nothing but the truth, is so much more than I could ever tell. I'm all done with scary, I wanna give the world a big hug.
They don't believe me.
I know. With great knowledge comes, an even greater responsibility. Look what they have done to our brothers and sisters, He worned me it would come to this. I am takeing each step though treading carefully. I've missed you my brother. keep up the the goodness. I am here.
Haha. I can see it now:
It's sad how pretending in every aspect of life has become the norm these days.
i will always tell the truth
But what if your true form shows that you just want to be just like everyone else when your not. That's the catch for telling the truth. What if you lose something you love?
I am the most honest person I know. And I hide so much. Pretty scary thought.
Difficult, but worth the try.
This has got to be one of my favorites.
this is something i think about frequently. thank you.
If only I wouldn't be able to scare myself in the process.
yeah I do that, and most of the time I'm being hated by the people I want to love me...oh well, you can't please everybody anyway..you can scare someone with what you are, but then you can't also stop others to love you because of who you are. I'm still grateful though, despite of the people who hate me, there are still a few who loves me the way I am.
As people above have said, its truly sad that we live in a world where to be honest makes you a rebel... Its starting to sound like the bible might be right
2 Tim 3:1-3 "But know this, that in the last days critical times hard to deal with will be here. 2 For men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, self-assuming, haughty, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, disloyal, 3 having no natural affection, not open to any agreement, slanderers. . ." And it continues with more, its kinda scary how true it is
But some people tend to hide their charm - because they're afraid of the world.
Like me. Sigh.
I totally believe in honesty.
Honesty is always there. out there. at the door. but often time we are - like i did- afraid of opening the door, and be friends with honesty. we - i - choose to stay inside of the door, while peeping into the hole looking at the honesty. how it is free enough to be honest and brave.
this makes me sad..
theres one person in particular who needs to read this, and try it.
I want to be just that.
I dig this concept!
Yesterday someone told me he hated me. He was joking, I think, but don't like just doing things the way people expect me to do them, I prefer to knock people off their stride. So I told him he had every right to hate me, I'm not a nice person. It's true, I'm not nice at all. I want the people who know me to know I'm not nice. I might be civil but the inside of my head is a scary place and I wish I could show people what it's like in here. I'd call it beautiful, but they'd call it terrifying, wrong, obscene, disgusting, cruel, brutal... Every bad word you can think of. And they would be unhappy and scared and maybe in pain but I want to show them anyway. And they'd probably hate me. Because I am not a nice person, and I want people to know it.
Post a Comment