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The Obtusity of Sugar Free
written by Sugar Free08:13 PM 2/9/05I am Obtuse
Yes I know what a strange thing to state about yourself... but I have accepted that this is true about myself. I have this theory about people and the way they think... and I can't tell you about the outher 3 kinds of people, but I know I am obtuse.
This thread is even obtuse in the fact that I do not seek adive on my problem, I just have a dvice to give fromwhat I have learned from it.
Firts off, I know that I have acceptance issues, so Latley I have been accepting alot of things about myself. My acceptance issues are not about other peopelr, but they are about myself. I have accepted the fact that people have their own minds and goals in their lives, and there is nothing i can do to change them. Why would I want to change them anyways? people are stubborn when it comes to change.. and that is the most beautiful trat anyone can have. I have allwasy been accepting of people and the choices that they make..becaseu what elese can you do?
Some people have told me I inspire them, but I think that is odd when you find your inspiration from someone else... that is like digging a lampshade out of a dumpster isntead of earning money to purchase the one you want. I have accepted the fact that ispiration shouldn't come from someone else.. that is like stealing an idea... Inspiration only can come from you. and I know no matter how much I advocate acceptance, I will never truely inspore anyone that reads this, and I am fine with that becasue I have inspired myself.
You can not change people's views on things.. no matter how hard you try.... only you can change you views.. but again this is a very rare thing because most true beings a re stubborn and that is the beauty of it all.
For example, you can never convince me that love exists.. never, becasue I have accepted the fact for myself that is not real. I see it as a lover is replacable but what they take with them is not. I am not trying to be cynical.. I just believe that some people are too optimistic about love in their lives.
Love is like a new puppy... and your home is like your heart... and puppies always ruina few thigns that ccan never replaced... and you have to decide what is worth more to you.. yourself, or allowing yourself to be co-depeendent.... Lets just say I chose myself.
because no matter what you are always going to come back to you. You have been their since day one, and all the actions of your life depend on you and are your fault, though the fault may not be a fair one.. you choose to go to work the day your building colapssed... the only choice that may have prevented that was your own. Too many times people think they need to depend on others for a sucessful life, but accepting that you are the greatest person you will ever know is a giant step.
But some people run love from this self love... they call it lonliness.. I call it bravery, I can depend on myself, becasue I have come to the point that I care toa certian point about other peopelr, but no one can ever be placed higher than myself. No metter how hard I try. I can never "love" someone more than I should love myself.
Though I can not provoke anothers thought or provide isnpiration for any of you, I would just like to hope that people can learn to accept things for themselves, and hopefully accept themsleves, becasue that is the key to any problem you may ever tun into. their are always more than one angle to look at things and looiking at one's slef is often neglected but sometimes can provide the greatest answers of them all.
it is better to aleast blame yourself a bit than putting ful blame on other people, because they don't think it is their fault either... that is the stubborness of it all.. and in my mind stubborn is beautiful.
you must save yourself if you wish to be saved.
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
its not reall a poem.. but I am going to pretend
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