Interaction ~ Memories ~ Contemplation

Published August 28, 2018 by tindertender

Ran into a young man on line today who I had never had interaction with before. He decided to throw insults at me. Pretty amazing … I remember being young. It isn’t always pretty.

Let’s see, he called me a jaded old lady, menopausal at the least, unable to attract a mate and reproduce, that I was not desirable in any way. He called me a fraud. Said I lived in a glass house and that I was an idiot. I guess he was insinuating I wasn’t worth a dam … but he has no idea.

Hopefully he lives long enough to realize his potential for good is as strong as his ability to throw slander at folks and potentially cause harm.

All this came about due to my questioning if any of the commenters on a post were human. They were talking about humanity as “they” were this and “they” were that.

Extremely interesting to have this blatant and obvious interaction with the youngster who bragged about his PhD as though that would prove him smart.

Let me just say this … if you go around bragging about your PhD, and then waste your ‘intelligence’ and effort on the attempt to make others feel bad about themselves, then you haven’t learned a dam thing about this life, and are in a complete and utter delusion.

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Photo by Escape Artiste

A look into the past, remembering what is was like to think I knew it all. I too was not the kindest person. But life taught me … boy how it taught me. When ego dies it is not an easy process, releasing that and finding what it means to practice, and be in humility is painful … at least it was for me. I really thought I would die, never being normal again to say the least. Yet here I am, alive … different than before, certainly. I also recognize there is so much more to learn, and life is about release, and accepting, a constant revolving flow.

I hope all the people who believe they have it ‘all figured out’ do not experience the reality of truth as extremely as I did, but for some, it may need to be that way. I hope they survive.

Patience, it is difficult to remember to practice it, as I face these ones, and as I learn … still learning … to breathe through the tension, and release once more, and as I continue the attempt of accepting others as they are, and myself as well.

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