I have been thinking about a lot of things for a long time.
Quite a long time.
This
shouldn’t be out of the ordinary, since I do seem to think quite a lot,
and I do seem to write quite a lot concerning the contents of my
thoughts.
However this time something feels different.
Something has changed within myself.
A different kind of realisation.
First, before I begin spreading out my long-considered thoughts, I will set some things straight.
Julia
Gillard, and every other president, prime minister, and leader, has
taken upon themselves an impossible job, and if I ever saw anybody do an
impossible job better, I think I’d have just a little less to write
about. You think it’s difficult keeping one person happy, your wife,
your daughter, your husband? Imagine 200 million. Leave it at that. :)
Also,
my support for Julian Assange continues, however I do understand that
the principle of Wikileaks is not a simple one, and the matter is not
simple, indeed it is complex. (ps. Indeed is my favourite word lately :)
)
Also I would like to amend some mistakes I have previously
made, yes everybody has problems, and yes everybody has a common bond,
that of being human, but this should not take away the individuality
shown by the way we deal with things, for each person deals with each
problem perceived in an entirely individual way, although it may not
appear to be so, from the outside.
Also, men are not better than
women, women are not better than men, the rich are not better than the
poor, and the poor are not better than the rich, it is this simple,
Nobody has the right to judge another
therefore nobody is better than any other
we are all people
after all
Also,
gosh I’m overusing the word ‘also’ anyhow, I do not disapprove of the
medical practices practised in modern day hospitals, I do not disapprove
of doctors, and by no means do I disapprove of medicine in itself, I
only disapprove in the method of education.
Not only this, but I
seek and find room for improvement in every corner of my perception,
including my own self, and the properties of myself, concerning my
personality, my actions, and so on.
Also, sigh an addition to the over-usage, oh well, at least you can say you taught me well Mr.Wallace!! :D
I
have realized and have come to respect that the concentration of belief
in one figure, such as a singular ‘god’, is very, very, very,
beneficial for the human spirit. However each to their own. Some people
prefer other methods of ridding themselves of doubt and other such
negative emotions, and judgement should never be passed on another for
doing something I do myself, only in a different way. That could be
called racist could it not?
Enough of setting my wrongs straight.
To business.
I
have been thinking, as I wrote at the start (you know the bit about
thinking quite a bit), quite consistently about a certain decision I
made, some time ago.
I wonder to myself, what would my life be like if I had never published a note up here on facebook at all?
What if? You know?
Because honestly I have begun to regret that decision.
I
mean, yes I can see that I have helped many people, yes I am aware that
many people are grateful, and appreciative of my words, but, and
there’s always a but with me :), I have come to realize something.
My
friend said to me the other day, she said, ‘money is such a disgusting
thing, so many people fight over money, so many people break-up over
money, so many bad things happen to people because of money’. That
comment got me a thinking, all this distaste for money, well I used to
think that if we got rid of money, we would get rid of the problem.
But money is not the problem.
If
we demolished every speck of gold on earth, every scrap of money, every
last amount, people would still be greedy, people would still steal,
people would still cheat, and people would still go about acting in
awfully negative ways and feel proud of these more negative sides of
their nature. Because people have been that way since the dawn of time,
and some puny little words of some teenage girl is not going to change
that in the blink of an eye.
I thought to myself, when I
die, which I almost certainly will, in due time of course, after my
lifetime has passed, these words will still exist, people will still
exist to read them, but will they still matter? Will it still be
possible to read them?
We as a race aren’t intelligent enough to
stop killing each other, and we’re not stupid enough to not be killing
each other in the first place, we are just unlucky enough to be
somewhere in between. My brother’s observation is quite accurate I think
:)
Anyhow, I have been prompted to consider [via
the obernewtyn chronicles-isobelle carmody] about what would happen if
the world was almost destroyed by nuclear weapons?
Imagine if all
the books, libraries, computers, scrolls, pens, and any other form of
stored knowledge, was destroyed, in a gargantuan nuclear war. Imagine a
couple of hundred years into the future,
there would be no
computers to read the information on CD’s, all of the data stored inside
computers, from every single science, would be unreachable, and
entirely forgotten due to the death of every living brain with an
existing memory of the technology we enjoy today. The people living in a
time like that would study the few remnants left over like a new
science, and attempt to understand it, but they would be grasping at
sand falling through their fingers, because the complexity of our world
today would baffle them.
Following this line of thought, these
words that I write, and the words that I have written, make the tiniest
of splashes when considering the splashes that have occurred before my
time, and the splashes that will occur after my time, for I do not only
consider my own life, I enjoy considering all of time as a whole. It
challenges my limits :) And I like challenges.
So it may
appear that I make quite a splash to some, but reality-wise, the splash I
make barely changes humanity, and the nature of humankind itself.
People will continue to kill
People will continue to steal
People will continue to lie
People will continue to cheat
People will continue to doubt
People will continue running this crazy world as if it is indeed normal and sane and proper
And
all the words I put up here, all of the time I spend doing this,
changes nothing, because I cannot change you for you, I cannot fix your
problems for you, I get tired, I get exhausted, and then I just get sick
of it. I am faced with the same problem over, and over, and over, and
it just won’t do.
Do you think I’m going to wave my magic wand, and turn into your fairy godmother and make all your troubles go away?
Do
you think I have some magic quality that will make all your problems
blow away with the breeze? I can set you off in what I believe is the
right direction, I can write one million words, I can struggle and
struggle against the stream, but it takes awful catastrophe to change
humans, it takes WWII, to change humanity and the nature of humankind,
and that fact saddens me.
Humans, people, however you wish
to see it, things do not change, unless you do an awful lot to change
them, and right now, for some reason, although zillions of people are
doing A LOT to change things, to me, it feels like we are doing an
ABSOLUTE AWFUL LOT OF NOTHING
You proved to me that the power of the people is quite strong enough to spread the word worldwide.
But can you prove to me, that the power of the people can abolish slavery of all kinds from earth forever?
Can you prove to me, that the power of the people can slow down climate change almost to a halt?
Can you
prove to me
that the power of the people
can accept the Muslim faith,
and every other kind of alternative faith or belief,
as part of the mainstream?
This
decision to write things up here on facebook has changed my life
considerably, more than considerably, drastically, in some ways awfully,
in other ways beautifully.
But I do not wish this to change MY
life, I wish it to change all of YOUR lives collectively, so that it can
change the life of future people to exist here on our beautiful,
beautiful world.
So, prove to me, that the power
of the people can change everything we know today, into everything our
future will know tomorrow.
Ps. Don’t get me wrong, I love to help
people, and I enjoy doing things for others, I always have, and I always
will, it is a deep part of my person, I just get a little overwhelmed,
and a little upset sometimes when I realize that people are not pushing
themselves to change.
More people language:
[consider there are exceptions, and sometimes the explanation for suspicious body language lies right beneath your very nose!]
Looking
to the side and down whilst walking=avoiding somebody’s gaze, or simply
daydreaming about the origins of the pebbles on the sidewalk (something
I like to do quite frequently, as previously stated, sometimes there
are obviously overlooked reasons for body language, so communication is
crucial, as always).
Touching one’s neck or collarbone=feeling threatened (due to being nervous, or scared, or any other minor cause for threat)
Wiping
one’s cheek with the pointer finger briefly as if wiping a tear away=
extensively upset about something but not saying anything about it,
(i.e. wounded pride, or upset feelings)
This one I know confuses a
lot of guys, seems to me, for some strange reason that when I play with
my hair, many males get the impression it is because I like them to
some small degree, I’ll inform you now that I play with my hair when I
am thinking a little bit deeply about something. When something extra
interesting occurs to me, or a particularly difficult problem arrives in
front of me, say a maths problem :), I twist some hair around my
fingers, and it is like the tangible, visual symbol for me twisting my
thoughts around a problem, trying to solve it.
You can learn more
about people language simply by studying the way other people talk to
others simply via their bodies. If you want to escape looking creepy,
just watch a TV show with no volume, it forces you to focus on the
movements of people, and to guess what they mean SOLELY via their body
language. You will notice quite a bit, I assure you
All the best in every way,
never lose hope for what you wish to achieve
Britta Vandenberg
Pps. MERRY CHRISTMAS :D
Ppps.
Kindest wishes, and deepest respects, to all those who do not join in
the tradition of Christmas but celebrate their own instead
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