No one really cares about how you got to where you are. They only care about the end product. If you are rich then you are rich, it doesn’t matter if you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. If you are a dickhead person, no one cares that you were raised by shitty people. We often conclude that a person is the way they are because they were born that way. There’s always an explanation why people are the way they are.
Shitty parents make shitty children who will probably grow up to be shitty people. If not then at least there is a higher chance. Think about it this way. If you wanted to be a plumber and the person who taught you all about plumbing was a shitty plumber then chances are you are going to be a shitty plumber or it will take longer than it could have to become a good plumber. It’s the same with life. If you have a good teacher for life then you will have an easier time.
Anytime I meet someone who seems to be a good person the first thing I think is that they had at least one good parent. When I say good I don’t mean the classical sense of good like a good job. I mean if they are less selfish than most and have an evolved way of thinking in the positive sense.
I feel shitty sometimes about the things that I write because I know there are people out there who live these good lives and think I am retarded. There seems to be people out there who seem so happy just because the sun is shining and I can’t quite understand. If it was that easy then we should all move closer to the equator. When I meet happy people I am convinced they had good parents. Have you ever met happy people with shitty parents?
When you hear the term religion you think of this set of rules that people believe in and if you don’t believe in it then it sounds crazy. If you think about it everyone is religious in their own way. What ever beliefs you have is your religion basically. It’s a cultural norm that you shouldn’t criticize anyone’s religious beliefs but any other belief is free game. People off the street will tell you how you should live your life.
That’s what life is all about I think. Belonging somewhere with people who believe the same thing as you. That’s how friendships stay alive. Not because people like each other but because they believe in the same thing. Once you stop believing then you are going to go your separate ways. No Muslim is going to hang out with a Christian for very long.
People don’t know what to make of me at work. There’s the ones who don’t talk to no one and the ones that want to integrate with anyone who is willing. I like to joke around and people enjoy talking to me but they think there’s something a bit off cause I never try to become one of them. I’m just too jaded to try to be in any group anymore. I’m sick of the small talk, gossiping, unintelligent thoughts and uninteresting conversation. It’s not a bad workplace though since everyone respects the wishes that I seem to project.
Recently I was thinking about the positive things that have happened in my life since becoming a loner. I’ve become a better person and I’m way more intelligent than before. So I like to think. Doesn’t everyone think they are intelligent? Who ever says that they are stupid? I’m able to put my ego aside when having discussions and can admit my flaws. The drawback is that I can easily see when other people are delusional. I think most people are delusional in some aspects of their life and it makes it hard for me to want to be around them. I trespassed on another level and can’t go back.
I used to put up with people cause I thought I had to. It was part of my religious belief. I used to go out with people not because I thought it was going to be fun but because I thought it was better than staying home or because I thought I had to. Now I would rather be alone than with most people in my life. Them trying to convince me that I’m wrong is typical. It’s like a bunch of Christians trying to pull back someone that is at the hands of the ‘devil.’ I guess as human beings we’re just self-centered in that we think our life is the best life.