So it’s technically still today and I’m still thinking about stuff. The world is a very judgey place. Your race, your gender, your religion, your sexual orientation, your physical appearance, your mental aptitude, your political views, your ……… (There’ll be more but my brain has recoiled in horror and called a time out). Forward, clear and unbiased thinking seems to be just a pipe dream.
What is wrong with humanity you have to ask? Have I been guilty, absolutely and it’s still a conscious effort not to make snap decisions about people based on the above “put them in a box” way of thinking. Most everyone has got some sort of story to tell that shows a different side and a different reasoning behind their lousy behavior. It doesn’t make it right but it does make the bigger picture a little clearer. There are without doubt those individuals though who remain sewerage worthy residents because they don’t have a story and are just dire human beings and their true colors will show eventually. These additions to the story will also hopefully get their just desserts as speedily as possible.
So bottom line,( in my opinion, you know the thing we’re all allowed to have even if you don’t agree) – turn off the judgement tap with a big brute spanner. Having an opinion gets a thumbs up, not agreeing with the process/principle/dogma is also fine and dandy. Fight the good fight but leave the people out of if, that’s not your job. Use your voice for change, not retribution (easy to say I know but we have to keep trying). Here’s a stellar example *insert eye roll here (judgey I know but damn) ” If you don’t like your country’s policies change the blasted government don’t wreak havoc on its citizens.
My scribblings are usually of little literary worth -this i freely admit. The thing is, I like words and I like to write and read. Language has a taste and a texture that I find irresistible so the question beggars asking, why has my blog been more photographic than wordy of late and so very infrequent. Well, it’s a question that I wanted to answer anyway, unlikely to solve the world’s economic woes but you get my drift. After lengthy thinking in the shower I have come to the conclusion that I have wanted my blog to be perfect. Whether it’s been musings about me, or a snippet of prose or a photograph I’ve been putting on my hyper critical glasses before pushing that publish button and more often than not pressing delete. (PS despite my best intentions i have had to come back and add a bit here – the photography influx is because Nature is perfect and doesn’t needs words to explain – ha, how’s that for a deeply philosophical thought).
So here’s the thing, perfect is a fallacy for the occasional blogger. Clearly if you do it for a living everything needs to be regular and sparkly and interesting and have a hook to attract more readers. However, in my less than humble opinion, if you’re a scribbler for emotional release then a little bit of mundane is quite acceptable -obviously it was important to you if you felt the need to write about it in the first place.
Don’t misunderstand me, I’m a huge admirer of daily/weekly bloggers (which I’m sure I’ve said somewhere before on this blog and fairly recently as well but whatever) whether they be fictional or non fictional and have been enriched by fascinating people that I’ve read “online” but it’s just not for me. I have a highly stressful full time job (no excuse I know ) and for me my writing has to be a pleasurable freedom and not something else to add to the to-do list. That said, I now have a butternut that needs peeling and a pie to go in the oven for dinner.
Here’s to the mundane and the ordinary, I’m told that’s what makes the world go round -well that’s my version anyway.
Note to self – you may not change one word of the above, only dodgy punctuation warrants amending.