On other people

I really want to write about the thoughts of other people right now... How they affect me, how they make me feel, and how they impact the way I go about doing what I do. But for some reason, I just can't get it out the way I want to.

I really want to talk a bit about how we're all guilty of thinking about other people and formulating opinions on their actions, their looks, their style of dress... And we all know deep down how little we actually care about those thoughts and opinions - yet, when we're the victim, we think it's the most oppressive feeling on Earth. We think it's all other people can think about - we just KNOW that they're sitting there obsessing over whatever it is we think they're going to have an opinion on.

I want to point out how silly it is - especially in light of how little we actually care about it when we're the ones looking at someone else.

I want to also talk a bit about how trivial the thoughts of others truly are in regards to how much impact they can make on you accomplishing your goals and achieving your dreams. I want to explain that anyone who laughs at another person for going after what they aspire to be is a tiny void of a spirit; an empty husk of an individual who contributes nothing to society or humanity and who will ultimately die having worked a pointless career for nothing substantial whatsoever.

I want to also mention that a person who would dare mock another person for reaching for their dream has no dreams, has never accomplished anything, and could never know the joy and the power that someone feels when they achieve it - if they did, they certainly wouldn't laugh at another when they go after it themselves.

But for some reason, it's just not... Gelling. It's like... I just can't bring myself to care enough about the opinions of small, weak little bastards to actually get anything meaningful together to write about it.

Oh well... Maybe another time.