Is it wrong that I’ve given up hope for mankind?
It just seems that nothing is going to change for many people in our race, as if we’re doomed to repeat history.
To be considered the most intelligent beings, many can’t even get along with each other or leave well enough alone. The level of tolerance, intelligence and comprehension skills seems to dwindle as time keeps progressing. I’m not sure if many want things to change the condition of how things are on this planet.
I would rather be complimented on my personality or actions than my looks.
It’s something that’s been irking me a little lately, about how [some] people mainly focus on an individual’s features more than their character. I don’t care for my looks, but when someone only points out that more than anything I’ve done, I wouldn’t be much interested in you.
From my observation, when a individual would make a statement, whether serious or not, someone would only comment on their appearance. Sometimes that would be their only comment for that person and nothing more. That individual could have a crude persona or whichever people would look down upon, but some will see what attracts their [lustful] eyes first before the important things. I don’t get why a lot of people are like that.
Many people don’t deserve the title parent.
Upon witnessing a lot of obscene and highly peculiar behavior from children and/or their ‘parents’ since my age was a single digit, I question why many of these so called adults procreated in the first place. Bringing another life into this world should be taken more serious to some people since their infant(s) are supposed to grow up and take apart of the world & its monopolies. A parent is a child’s guardian, their first teacher, their protector from harm. And for many to not see how important their duty is by being a good positive figure and teaching their children well and never become their ‘best friend’, an enabler, an excessive coddler, someone to be a maid for you or a punching bag for your physical/emotional issues, you should be stripped of the title until you earn it. Why some individuals are persistent on being labeled something they don’t deserve has always bemused me.
If you’re not going to raise your children properly or even stable enough to raise someone, you should be kept away from a young life until you’re seen fit enough to be up for the task. ᵗʰᶤˢ ᶤˢ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵒᶰ ᵐʸ ᵐᶤᶰᵈ˒ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ᶤᵍᶰᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᶤˢˑ
Many in this world really need to change their way of thinking.
ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵖᵒˢᵗᶤᶰᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ᵛᵉᶰᵗᵘʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵐʸ ᵐᶤᶰᵈ˒ ᶤᵍᶰᵒʳᵉ ᶤᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᶤˢʰ ᵗᵒˑ
✏ Many in our race worldwide has their mindset programmed in a terrible pattern. Passing on unacceptable mannerisms, not tackling something until it’s too late, how we treat someone and force-fed viewpoints throughout each century. I don’t think some even plan to change the cycle also. It’s saddening to know that hating someone’s appearance, something they can’t control nor have asked to look that way will continue to stroll through more generations to come. Or overlooking what some consider small problems like mistreating a individual who’s financial status isn’t the same as yours. The list goes on.
✏ What will it take for people to let go of past iniquities like being deceitful, intensely shallow, selfishness, callous, and filled with hatred I wonder. [Many] People complain about the status of things happening in the world and do very little to take action. It’s silly to have hope for mankind it seems, but I still hope for something from our race to erect that spark of light in me that’s burning out…
There should be some firm notions mankind everywhere should always agree on and abide with.
✓ Tolerance is an important one. People throw around that word claiming they are, whether against one’s beliefs, ethnicity, religion practice or a general opinion. When it comes to being tested, so many (including me sometimes) have failed to present that that tolerance that [many often] praise. It may be a difficult task, but it’s not impossible to avoid being vehement and/or melodramatic towards a person & their behavior and point of view. Patience and tranquil is a card everyone should have in their deck for whenever they need it.
✓ Education should be a main necessity in this world next to tolerance and respect. Not to mention everyone should have a right to receive it and not just those who have a piece of paper with ink on it. From small to large, past or current, bromidic or essential, people should crave to learn new information that could stimulate their cranium. Never shield your eyes nor cover your ears to something just because you’re uncomfortable with it or it threatens your viewpoint [most of the time in an non-negative way]. You’ll miss out a lot and be held in the dark if you do.
✓ Respect is something many don’t give enough to everyone for [sometimes] unspecific reasons. It can be whether their appearance, personality, clothing or their existence altogether. For those who do that; you require it from the opposite party, why can’t you give in return? You may not like an individual, but showing that you can be the bigger person and not let particular actions phase you.
✓ Unity, and not just with people you feel comfortable around, but with everyone. Imagine how our race would advance together if we set aside inane excuses as to why we can’t get along with our fellow man and for once help each other. Such a task shouldn’t be treated as if it’s an impossible challenge.
I wish people would respect my wishes when it came to rejecting the labels they try to brand me with.
ᵈᶤˢᶜˡᵃᶤᵐᵉʳ: ᵐʸ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉᶰ’ᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᶤᶰᵗᵉᶰᵈᵉᵈ ‘ʳᵃᶜᶤˢᵗ’ ᵒʳ ʷʰᶤᶜʰᵉᵛᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏᶤᵈˢ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵈᵃʸˢ ᵇˡᵘʳᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰ ʷʰᵉᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵃʸ ᵒᶠᶠᵉᶰᵈ ʸᵒᵘˑ ᶤ’ᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵈᶤˢᵖˡᵃʸᶤᶰᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶤ ᶰᵒᵗᶤᶜᵉᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵖᵉʳᶜᵉᶤᵛᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵒᵇˢᵉʳᵛᶤᶰᵍ ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵐᵉˑ
♣ Since I was small, self-discovery was really important to me. Finding myself in this world, figuring out who am I mentally, spiritually, emotionally and shaping that into something decent is a task I’m still completing. One of the world’s issues that concerned me as I was growing up is what people were identifying themselves as. Being mostly a thinker than a talker, I thought carefully on and off how I wanted to view myself and be titled. Today, I came to a conclusion that I didn’t want to be categorized as either black, African-American, a tomboy or whatever. I simply prefer Human. Not too much to ask for, no?
✐ A reason for rejecting the ones that people consider classification of my ‘race’ or ‘background’ is simply I don’t consider myself a crayon and I think American is good enough for me when it comes to my nationality. To each their own on this subject of course, but something irks me when how people born here must have an appellation before American to section & identify easier. Or for another example how people born here & citizens from Africa are always called African-American and [some] descendents from Europe today born here are known either as Caucasian, American, White not European-American. I doubt some don’t even take the time to think and comprehend on such a thing, but it is a person’s choice after all. I felt that it was creating separation, the titles with people and if it were not so demanded, there could be a bit of unity forming with people here. I dunno, I’m just thinking about my recollected cogitations right now, hoping someone would at least agree with one thing I mentioned.
A blog is an online diary. Your personal timeline of listed content of your choice.
❥ I forgot the definition of the term blog long ago and remembered recently after checking the dictionary. Upon relearning that, I never thought I’d make a blog since there’s nothing really interesting to publish about me or any events that took place in my life. I do though want to look back on my past and past activities that I’ve done one day, so I have given this online diary some more thought.
❥ When I joined on December 22, I didn’t expect to stay long since I joined out of curiosity due to the hype from other kids and hearing from others how it differs to other social network sites. To be honest, it pretty much does since there seems to be an increasing number of individuals here who treat the site as a race for popularity, by re-blogging various photos and wanting likes, promos and the most followers, straying away from the main point of a blog truly is. To each their own though, as it is the person’s choice after all on this site to do what they please, but I refuse to take apart of such a pointless, childish behavior. I don’t care for likes, followers nor popularity since that’s not what I’m here for.
❥ But besides all of that, I do like my own blog, since I’m shaping it into something memorable for me. I’m seeing it as a little of my life story in the form of a timeline. I do ponder on what it’ll be filled with in the future if I don’t desert it…
I see my poems as pieces of my soul.
→ I was told that my poems were really expressive and that I should write books. I beg to differ though since to me they’re not even great.
Invisible is me … the one who blends within the crowds … camouflaged in their presence and voices … I’m the unwanted third wheel.
→ That’s an old short one I made last year and it doesn’t seem much expressive at all now that I think about it. I do like my other ones that are about romance though. Maybe one day, I’d share my small, mediocre collection of poems and quotes with a broader audience in the future. Maybe.