Showing posts with label Knowledge of Self. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Knowledge of Self. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Please People Less, Thank Yourself More

This is a test to see how much of a people pleaser you really are.

Let's play a round of "Fuck-Marry-Kill."




Select each of the following ideas below and match it with one of the actions above:
1) Social harmony
2) Avoiding conflict
3) Gaining acceptance

(Yes, those are your only three options... and yes, there are differences between the three.)


Imagine having to stay married to one of those concepts for the rest of your life.

Imagine having to go through life living by others' beliefs rather than your own.
Imagine having to live like a Yes man 24/7, even though you know saying No is the better choice.
Imagine having your self-worth being determined by the approval of others... forever.

No one I know knows the key to success, but I once read that the key to failure is trying to please everybody. So if you still haven't decided on which idea you'd marry, congratulations on not failing in life.

"The art of pleasing is the art of deceiving."

Note to (Your) Self: Stop trying to please everyone; you'll thank yourself later.

Friday, January 17, 2014

The Riff Banger

January 17, 2014
2:38 AM

The Riff Banger

They say love is "evol" and hard to define
Maybe by their definition, but not by mine
They got it backwards, they misunderstood
How can love be hate? How can evil be good?

I question the energy made that "sparks" love;
I thought energy couldn't be created.
So doesn't that mean that it was there all along?
Why do we search for it in poems, bars, and songs?
Love has always been elongated, yet abbreviated
And mediated by the people who seem to hate it

But they still rate it, and compare it in retrospect.
Give it and get respect.
And you'll sense it...
And progress in the world of knowledge; hence it
Doesn't have to do with others.
You got love in the womb of your mother;
There's your first lover.

I can tell when someone knows what love is.
It's a movement... not a blueprint.
Travel to find love?
I say unravel your mind of
All the standards, the slander, the cliffhangers
And focus on the center of your own riff banger.

References:
Amiri Baraka: "In Memory of Radio"
Common: "Love Is"