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It seem to me that most people are in a sort of bubble. A mix of busy-ness, stress, laziness, boredom and egocentrism - which appears to have changed the very fabric of society; the humanity we live and breathe in, and the way we are towards one another.
Taking for granted...
A sort of "taking for granted" pretty much the most, that surrounds us in our inner circle, whether it is the people, or the things that we deal with, have, buy, or the ways we buy things. The way we speak to each other. The way we occupy ourselves with mobile phones and the content in it. The endless scrolling, until you are what ... ? 70 years old, and wonder where the heck life has gone. And "is that all there is".
I mean, just imagine the disaster when you actually give it deeper thoughts, and reflect upon that.
Maybe it is a city effect ?
The way people behave, think, act, reflect (or lack of reflection), in a large city - where we, excuse me, literally take everything for granted. And things "just have to work the way they work".
As soon something doesn't work; DRAMA. ANGER. IRRITATION. BLAME.
Here one extreme example:
The (passive) guy who called me "toxic"
because I didn't serve his puzzy
A guy once told me I am toxic and evil. "Toxic" because i pulled a light joke saying "Well, I am not your entertainment dude" (Because he approached me in a sexual way to begin with, albeit i wasn't interested to be his "top", nor to serve him as such.
I mean here is a guy, pops in, tries to wrap me around his finger (manipulating me towards serving his interests), and then can't take a mild, indirect no. All of the sudden - he completely lost it, and got so angry like i rarely seen one - while calling me "toxic" ?!?
I was just stunned - didn't see that coming. Just because I didn't serve his frikking ego. I mean, what just happened here ?! While you can't explain or say anything mild or nice to the guy - because the is into his own - well - foam of mindless toxicity - that there is nothing you can say, tell or reason about.
It ticks me off, because he took the initiative, with attempts to manipulate me into "serving his pussy" or say it bluntly - to fuck him - while he can't take a mild joke, that tells him, that my existence isn't to serve his interests.
How does a guy who looked like approaching 45-50, live like that among other people - or even in his own bubble of folks ? How does he lure tops into his life (if that is his thing) with that kind of ... DRAMA ? If such reaction can occur over basically nothing... then what the F happens in other life situations of his ?
Where is that toxicity even coming from ? Here I thought that I had bad temper. But that guy's reaction was more like nitroglycerin.
Did people get their brains fried for each and every additional genetic modRNA jab ? I mean it does change information in our bodies, braincells and genome... But it seems like we don't even realize the changes of our personality after such genetic treatments.
As a young man; thinking about the future
I didn't see that coming, really not. I thought we would evolve. You know, like mature. Become wise, mild and understanding, as well determined and grounded. Not becoming slaves to habits. The kind which now appears to make people scarily zombie and static like... At least when I look around today, sweeping my eyes across people sitting, standing, walking...
So little presence I sense.
It really freaks me out sometimes. A kind of scary-sad-irritated mix of emotions i feel rising. A part of me wants to yell. Another part of me, looks with open eyes, thinking... how can this be ?! How could this even happen ?! Like being in a time machine, switching from teenager to middle age in a flash - asking myself those questions.
No, I didn't see that coming. I really didn't.
This jaded, nonchalant, kind of
empty resonance radiating from people
barely aware of their surroundings while their heads are constantly down with the gimmick in their hands. As if throwing away the best aspects of man - i see a world that appears to me like strangers. An alien world. And all that for something so trivial like self-hypnotic mobile phone garbage info consumption, which nowadays even AI can write, without a human involved.
Is it worth the price ?
Well, when you as a consumer, don't notice the change in and about yourself anymore... ? I am sure the ego shields the mind from observing such changes, while suggesting "you're till on top of things". Like the alcoholic says "I can stop drinking at any time".
Nice & nice
Sure, people ARE often NICE, when you talk to them a while longer. Yet, I do get sometimes the impression of a mask; something "in between" keeping real human contact at bay. As sincere people sometimes can appear - but then there is nothing re-connecting. No natural bridge, no communication, nothing further.
Like a light switch thats turned off after a meeting. First fun and warm.
Then - nothing.
Is everybody too busy with themselves ?
Or is it a kind of limitation that has snuck up into the minds of man/people over time ? That there is not much going on beyond the length of their noses ? I mean, there are things that move people inside, isn't there ? It is all somewhere in there - but there isn't much exchange between people. Apparently not really
That makes me feel like this; that it is endlessly poor from a human perspective. Either they sit on it all, or they are of the kind who spreads all kind of information - but nothing really that make people bond.
A wicked selfish kind of way.
(I do realize that what I try to express here, has many holes and layers. As I just re-read what I wrote, i had to re-phraze it, in order to become clear. And yet, it is still a bit fuzzy after correction, of what I wished to pinpoint).
The power of communication
There are few energies so powerful than communication between people; the exchange of reflections, the interaction between two (or more) beings, the stimulation it gives, shares as well takes in.
The swirls and circles which are spreading within and outside.
The ideas, the passion, the things-to-become - often all are originated when people are ... real people. Sharing, talking, reflecting, taking part of real communication. Not just cold weather talk, I mean. (There is absolutely nothing wrong with cold weather talk, and i personally love it ! ) - yet sometimes it is truly rewarding / stimulating / experience-enhancing to go deeper, actually meeting people !
Communication all of the sudden becomes a lot more real.
And a lot more interesting. |
