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It's funny how you can have a horribly insightful post rattling around in your head all day until such time as you go to share it with the world and it makes itself scarce.
Well, let's see what we can dig up, shall we?
One of the things that dawned on me the other day is how much I feel the need to see things in black or white. There are no shades of gray for me. It's either good or bad. Wrong or right. All or nothing.
Par exemple:
Lets take my job. It has its ups, it has its downs. When my job is great, it's WONDERFUL. When any sort of "not great" comes into it, it suddenly becomes HORRIBLE. I seriously consider finding other employment, which most of the time is like throwing the baby out with the bath water. But shades of grey leave me so completely off kilter that I *HAVE* to make it either white or black. I'm completely thrown off balance.
This goes for people too. There are people who have personality traits I don't like. My tendancy is to avoid these people altogether. Not so much because the trait annoys me, but more because my inability to make a decision which camp to put the individual in causes such unrest in me. On the other side of that coin, if people don't carry these personality traits, and I've put them in the "Good" side of the spectrum, this means they're good. Period. Good People. Fun to be around. Used to hang out with Mother Theresa... And what does this lead to, ladies and gentlemen? DISAPPOINTMENT! Nobody is inherently good. (Just in case you didn't know that.) So why set yourself up for that?
Or here. LJ is good. I love LJ. I must read LJ constantly. LJ is fun. LJ used to hang out with Mother Theresa. Suddenly, insert a shade of grey. UHOH! LJ is bad. LJ is evil. LJ must be assimilated. But its not, really, is it. It's neither bad nor good. It's just varying shades of "somewhere in the middle"
Or even myself. Either I'm on top of the world or squished under it.
I think that part of the reason I'm put on this earth is to come to terms with the fact that there really is no black or white, but rather varying shades of gray. My mission is to stop trying to push something to be black or white, but rather to let it be whatever colour it is and accept it for that.
Note to self: I have not been put on this earth to fight entropy. It's like trying to stop the tide coming in with a shovel and pail.
Oddly enough, this made MUCH more sense rattling around in my head.
Well, let's see what we can dig up, shall we?
One of the things that dawned on me the other day is how much I feel the need to see things in black or white. There are no shades of gray for me. It's either good or bad. Wrong or right. All or nothing.
Par exemple:
Lets take my job. It has its ups, it has its downs. When my job is great, it's WONDERFUL. When any sort of "not great" comes into it, it suddenly becomes HORRIBLE. I seriously consider finding other employment, which most of the time is like throwing the baby out with the bath water. But shades of grey leave me so completely off kilter that I *HAVE* to make it either white or black. I'm completely thrown off balance.
This goes for people too. There are people who have personality traits I don't like. My tendancy is to avoid these people altogether. Not so much because the trait annoys me, but more because my inability to make a decision which camp to put the individual in causes such unrest in me. On the other side of that coin, if people don't carry these personality traits, and I've put them in the "Good" side of the spectrum, this means they're good. Period. Good People. Fun to be around. Used to hang out with Mother Theresa... And what does this lead to, ladies and gentlemen? DISAPPOINTMENT! Nobody is inherently good. (Just in case you didn't know that.) So why set yourself up for that?
Or here. LJ is good. I love LJ. I must read LJ constantly. LJ is fun. LJ used to hang out with Mother Theresa. Suddenly, insert a shade of grey. UHOH! LJ is bad. LJ is evil. LJ must be assimilated. But its not, really, is it. It's neither bad nor good. It's just varying shades of "somewhere in the middle"
Or even myself. Either I'm on top of the world or squished under it.
I think that part of the reason I'm put on this earth is to come to terms with the fact that there really is no black or white, but rather varying shades of gray. My mission is to stop trying to push something to be black or white, but rather to let it be whatever colour it is and accept it for that.
Note to self: I have not been put on this earth to fight entropy. It's like trying to stop the tide coming in with a shovel and pail.
Oddly enough, this made MUCH more sense rattling around in my head.