That classical valse of arguing

To be or not to be...This is the question

Sometimes I have the feeling that people deserve their faith and much more. I come across so many people in different situations and they are making the same mistakes, independently of the age, social background or education. I suppose there we weren´t born judges and consequently, who am I to put stamps on others forehead.

However, we earn our place in the biological chain by our actions, so I suppose that the majority wins the dispute.

My opinion is that we are defined by our actions and not our thoughts. That we must confront our fears and surpass our flaws. And first of all respect people and cherish life.

Without fear of consequence, I always chose the right path. Independently on others opinions or my own interest. Nowadays so few fight for an ideal. Better for them, for a fight with ignorant people is lost before it even begun.

I am tired. Of people, and the general order in society as it is. 

I hope that the idea of reincarnation is only an ideal for some who believe in it. And I shall never live again in any form, on this planet or another because I found it s meaningless. I am not a genius, unfortunately, but not an ignorant person. To find wrong people in right positions at any levels and in all institution, is a sign of change. Perhaps the society is changing in the process of globalization and we are moving towards a new order.

The single reason that keeps me alive is to convince myself that resurection, reincarnation and so on won´t happen to me ever and that I will be deleted permanently from the system in that moment. This error will be permanently deleted from the system. :) No one will remember me and I will be nothing more than ash. Not a Phenoix that rises from it s own ash. Dust in the wind.

I read some time ago a book by Veronica Roth, Insurgent. Basically, the question was:

If you had to chose from living with memories of persons that are not anymore with us, what will you do?

Decide to forget, as if it didn´t happen or live with the memory of a past.

If it where for me, I would decide to live remembering the past. I can avoid errors although is paintful in all cases.

The reason of my misery stand in my character. I love people, I socialize, I believe we can collaborate at any levels. In reality, it happen that people are envious, sometimes ridiculous, greedy and power seekers.

To explain myself, the main problem is see is that men cannot accept that love is a valse in two. Maybe I appreciate and respect a person, but...Life brings us togheter and takes us appart. Stubbornness is unnecessary and unfruitful. To persist chasing an ideal or a person is meaningless and painful for the other person. Sometimes we have to let ourselves driven by the wind. In some cases we become tired of being somebody for someone and we dream at another life.

And to hate someone because she doesn´t love you, it´s kind of insanity. But I suppose it works, as I am sure that must of us were conceived as result of hate, indifference, vengeance, alcohol and so on. 

In conclusion, even if I have memories I wish I hadn t, I chose not to forget (until Alzheimer will visit me). Nor to forgive. Forgiveness is a virtue for the wise, not yet for me.

I chose to be myself and to say NO. People hate this answer although is better than being ignorance.

 
And this being said, I drink a glass of wine to cherish faith and arbitrary, for we are or choices. My thoughts shall be free like the bird in the sky and if it where to die, I prefer to die on my feet rather than life on my knees.