Primeiro eu queria me desculpar pelo fato do meu primeiro post ser em inglês…o problema é que eu estava sem idéias do que postar e me lembrei desse texto que escrevi quando tava no Canadá, de certa forma meio sem pé nem cabeça mas sei lá, eu gosto dele, são apenas divagações. O texto começa contando uma história e fazendo relação entre os sete pecados capitais e provérbios americanos como ” all work and no play makes jack a dull boy” e ” look before you leap”, entre outros mais escondidos. No começo confesso que é uma viagem total mas depois fica interessante uahauhuah =) bom, chega de falar….espero que não desistam no meio =P
PS: A foto fui eu q tirei lá em Vancouver
“Leaving things behind is the best way of moving on”
English bay, Vancouver, BC
I heard that once in a sticky teen TV show but since then, it’s become my motto. The thing is this: time is money. Or so they say. The real loss, however, it’s not money. Money is just the root of all evil. What you’ll lose holding a grudge, being proud, is life, either energy or moments of happiness.
Ok, so maybe that’s a little bit harder to do then it looks, but you know what, all things come for those who wait. Wait, did I just say wait?! All righty then, let’s all just sit down and enjoy life because that’s the real thing. Humans and all their sloth. Why do anything when we can just wait? After all, all work and no play makes jack a dull boy….
But let’s think for a moment about this, shall we. What if jack didn’t have time to play and was just another workaholic in the world, after all, he could HAVE to work…..nessecity is the mother of invention. And just because poor Jack had to work that makes him a dull boy, a fool and his money, that will soon be parted? But that is not the case, he just wanted to live in lust. Well, don’t we all want? maybe jack one day can figure out that love and not money makes the world go around. Better late than never.
Poor little Jack, had a bird in his hand but ended up with two in the bushes. That seem to happen all the time, doesn’t it? Jack had the love and passion of the naive young minds but he wanted more, he was greedy. And without looking before leaping, (very impulsive person that jack, just like young ones ought to be) he ended up being incautious and trustful. He thought he had conquered all. Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched, Jack. And now, instead of that love that he had before, he has money and innocence in the bushes.
It is a harsh world that one that we live in….a world that can change people. That life of lust that Jack wanted was just because he thought that the grass was greener on the other side of the fence and I mean, his friend’s. All that envy was the root of everything and now he’s crying over spilled milk.
But sooner or later, all of that sadness over a life that he lost will end…..and it will all be revolved in wrath. That’s what happens to people, first we’re sad, than we get angry. Some can deal with it.
Jack won’t. He is still young after all and will try to reach comfort in whichever he can. That can mean food, gluttony; drugs; friends, after all, a friend in need is a friend indeed; love; whatever.
The circle of life…..maybe not fair but true. The bigger the rise, the higher the fall. Ok, all seven deadly sins jokes and proverbs apart, this was just an introduction to talk about human nature. What are we made of, our fears, our strengths, our needs? Are we all the same like moms are, or life has a different twist for each one of us?
Some might say that their only fears are height, animals, job, whatever. All I have to say for those people is, get over it. This is just material stuff, or better, surpassable things.
Some consider themselves strong for being fearless…The ones who are really strong, however, are people that admit to cry watching a chick flick or that know that sometimes this feeling should stop you from doing stupid stuff.
What is fear? Like an opinion, is a different point of view, and everybody have one. This can change your mind about something or stop you from doing another. No matter how much you try to escape from it, fear is a sympathetic thing and will always be around. It can be materialized in a person, a place, a feeling….it doesn’t matter.
Some people are afraid to be alone, or afraid to get hurt. Why do humans have this necessity to be with someone? Why aren’t we good enough by ourselves? Like someone said once, no man is an island and that means that nobody survives alone. We need to be loved because that is just the best feeling anyone can try. Love inspires, stimulate, but also can pull us down. Sometimes, because of a bad past experience or a future plan, some people block their hearts from leaping and don’t give themselves completely for the other.
And that leads me to another question….can someone be complete being alone? Can someone be a peninsula!? Maybe we can, but is always better to be a continent. Maybe that’s why, after all. In the end of the day it doesn’t matter, for some people, who they are with, just as long as they are seen as whole….but are they? Or is it just a game of appearances? Is life an eternal high school, leaving us doomed to seek other people’s affection our whole life?! Is this healthy?
What exactly make us less important than other people that we have to get their approval I don’t know. What I do know is that the ones that just don’t care are seen as freaks by society and that is just not about to change. It’s all about human nature. Being a social person requires it. The problem is exaggeration; you should never make it limit your life choices. If you don’t care at all you will be apart from society but if you do care too much, you just don’t live life. Anyway, our minds always play tricks with us and make us think that the others are caring about us much more than they actually are…..is kind of the egocentric essence of humans.
Anyway, what we all have to figure is that life is about being truthful with yourself, being humble with others and seeking happiness inside because if you can’t make yourself happy nobody will. Shakespeare say the world is a stage and we are the actors. What I say is that you are the responsible for memorizing your own lines and making the show….you are the one responsible for your own performance and therefore, your own recognition by the public.
It doesn’t matter which path we choose, when the show is over all that matters is how you feel about yourself and your own job. Being able to acknowledge our and other people’s mistakes and triumphs is the main thing. And following that line of thought, every actor has the same importance in the play….but some like to feel like a star. Let them be, knowing that is all just to hide some kind of insecurity. That’s who we are…..we hide our fears with a mask to feel stronger. Someday the ball will be over and the masks will have to be put away.
Like John Donne said, “No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”