Le mucche sembrano strane.
Sono è nascite solo per essere cibo
Dal umano.
Ma non questa mucca.
Quest’una è importantissima.
Giusto perché
È viva.
In una statua di plastica
Il secreto dorma.
Mentre l’orologio guarda,
Il cerchio resta interno.
my thoughts spilled into the electronic world. not all, just some (Un Posto per Parlare a me stess*) ~i miei pensieri rivelano nel mondo elettronico. non tutti, solo alcuni~
Le mucche sembrano strane.
Sono è nascite solo per essere cibo
Dal umano.
Ma non questa mucca.
Quest’una è importantissima.
Giusto perché
È viva.
In una statua di plastica
Il secreto dorma.
Mentre l’orologio guarda,
Il cerchio resta interno.
Why is it easier to learn bad on accident?
Why is it so hard to unlearn bad?
Well...
Perhaps it's that we can see the long road ahead,
Or perhaps it's that we can't see ahead after all.
But...
We can see behind us,
And
It's probably a longer path behind us,
So more to see and get out.
Yeah maybe.
Lab.
The practice arena.
A training ground.
A controlled space where the rules are plain.
Touchpoint.
Involved, but not always significant.
The slope forms.
Finish line.
A goal is set.
It's not about reaching the line.
It's the intent to try that marks this presence.
Bond.
Forged through chemicals.
Sometimes forgotten.
Always in effect.
Have you ever been shocked by a cat?
You go to caress the soft fur when suddenly
The experience turns painful.
Have you ever learned from a cat?
They will not come by prompting.
It must be their own decision.
But also
That just means the work morphs
From patience to maintenance.
Their attention is not free
To choose
Out of convenience.
So work every
Day
To earn their presence.
<The simple answer is yes, but the truth is more complicated.>
I understand firsthand now what you meant then.
Have you ever felt like glass?
What kind?
<What're my options?>
Float,
Tinted,
Reflective,
Coated,
Mirror,
Laminated,
Tempered,
Insulated,
Textured,
Acid-etched,
Stained,
Smart,
Anti-glare,
Anti-reflective,
Borosilicate,
Choose.
I wish I could predict how the winds will blow.
I wish It was okay to sink the eggs into one basket.
But it’s not.
I wish I could protect you without fail.
I wish I could count on the best happening.
But I have no way to do that.
How do I know the worth?
How will I know the level is met?
Surpassed?
What more than time can show for it?
That worth is placed correctly in the dark.
What is enough?
Is it enough to love,
To work hard,
To give it all?
What is worthy?
Is it worthy to feel fulfilled,
To feel free,
To feel happy?
When is enough?
When is return diminished,
Too much effort for the payout,
Too much sacrifice for the promise?
Who's to say when the line is?
Who's to say where the bar is sits?
Basta così.
It's not a competition.
<You're throwing your chips in before you play the hand.>
No. It's not a contest to begin with.
It's a potluck.
<But everyone knows some dishes are better than others.>
No. It's each to their own taste.
I have my pallet, and others have theirs.
I can appreciate an addition without sampling or stacking.
The option don't have to have influence over each other.
<But there is only so much space in a stomach.>
That is true, but the stomach also empties with time.
Not now doesn't mean not ever.
<And what if the pallet changes?>
It has its reasons. They can be worked out.
Flavor is a complex phenomenon,
So a shift is rarely a true exclusion.
Potlucks taste better with friends anyways.
The Ghost
The reminder of times past.
They can be friend or foe.
They may be overbearing,
But remember their memory is fed by the haunted.
The Yapper
The comedian.
They're the life of the room.
Perhaps you've known each other for ages.
You're drawn to their good nature,
But keep in mind the benefits of moderation.
The Little
The unfiltered mirror.
You can count on their honesty.
They’re open to any topic,
But try not to fault them for ignoring social graces.
The Big
The wise one.
They feel like the compass in your life.
You can count on their input,
But think critically for they are imperfect like you.
The ESP
The rock.
They embody empathy and compassion.
They may be your Emotional Support,
But remember to also value their Personhood.
The Partner in Crime
The playful one.
They are easy to get along with.
They know how to boost your ego,
But beware their presence can be fleeting between missions.
The Circle
The true all-arounder.
They are adaptable and can go with the flow.
They may be the Jack of all trades,
But be careful not to pull them in too many directions at once.
Imagine a sphere.
It's a simple transparent orb,
Except for the single spark within.
Move closer.
That lone spark scatters in all directions.
It scurries as if searching for an anchor,
But the smooth wall deflects it.
Reach out.
You place a finger on the orb.
The spark connects with you,
And the sphere appears clear once more.