i just gotta get this out, please no one take offence, i wouldn't even recommend anyone read it, i just gotta vent it into a place others can read it. i know what the mind is capable of what it can do everyone knows how to use it if they just try damn it i speak not of learning but of CONTROL DAMN IT TAKE CONTROL OF YOU MIND ITS POSSIBLE YOU JUST WANT TO BE PAMPERED YOU FRICKEN WHINERS ALL BAD HABITS ARE YOUR FAULT AND ONLY YOUR FAULT YOU HAVE FREE WILL OTHER MINDS CAN NOT CONTROL WHAT IS YOURS DEFEND IT AGAINST THEIR FEEBLE ATTACKS AND YOU WILL WIN DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I partly agree, I take full responsibility for all of my choices, and I do not let others control me. Insults and personal attacks do not make me angry, and I cherish my life no matter what happens. I can't picture someone being offended, but I disagree in some cases, though not entirely. I have a dear friend who had a nightmare childhood, worst I have ever heard. I do not think I would have lived through it, yet my friend remained generous, kind, polite, and very pure of spirit. I say this even though, at times being homeless and hungry, theft and/or deceit was the only way to survive, or the only one that was able to be thought of at the time. This person lied to me over and over, which I knew, and held no animosity, cuz in my mind, lying had become a life survival necessity in the harsh world of the streets, and old habits die hard. I say I only partly disagree, cuz this beautiful spirit held onto certain inner qualities, like courtesy,and generosity, through years of abuse and mistreatment. Some would blame those conditions for their lack of such positive traits, but this is proof that it does not have to kill the spirit of love. I cannot control anyone buy me, and never wish to. I believe my truth is equally valid to yours, and that if our truths differ, we can both be right. I do not need you to believe my truth, its mine, and I accept yours as equally true and valid for you. It is hard enough to control oneself, so imagine how impossible controlling another person is? I agree, there are way tooo many whiners..... they should see the roads that my friend has travelled, and maybe then they would know just how lucky they are.
good point, there are some people who have been through so much it would be hard to stay sane enough to make their own decisions. i was mostly refering to people who do stuff like sue mcdonalds for making them over weight, or complain about an alcohal addiction
I am totally with you on that one. I remember a friend of mine who was raised in an upper middle class neighborhood, his mom made his bed, did his laundry and cleaned his room when he was in college. Life was basically handed to him on a silver platter. And you know what, I was sitting there listening to him complain about some totally petty issue, like the crows making too much noise, or his boobs were too big....and I thought. " People who have nothing to worry about end up worrying about nothing."
Thank you, I replied to your original vent cuz I agreed with it so much. It is so urgent that we stop trying to change each other, and at the same time take responsibility for our own station in life. I could be richer than I am, but then I wouldn't have all the memories of my mountain climbing trips or coast hikes. One of my favorite quotes, I don't know who said it, is, "Nobody on their deathbed regrets that they didn't spend enough time at work."
I have a dear friend who had a nightmare childhood, worst I have ever heard. I do not think I would have lived through it, yet my friend remained generous, kind, polite, and very pure of spirit. I say this even though, at times being homeless and hungry, theft and/or deceit was the only way to survive, or the only one that was able to be thought of at the time. This person lied to me over and over, which I knew, and held no animosity, cuz in my mind, lying had become a life survival necessity in the harsh world of the streets, and old habits die hard. I do not condone it for myself, but in an extreme situation, where a child of twelve is living on the streets, I forgive it without any regrets. What would you have done? You can't answer that though cuz the whole story is far worse than what most people can even imagine. Like I said above, I would have died. I can't know the feeling of hunger, cold, fear, that she went through.....can you?
