The real problem of the human condition is we have allowed most of our humanity to be drained from us. This is why when we find ourselves with certain issues, we let them turn into situations thus we end up with an issuation.
As humans, we have ourselves to remind us of love, patience, kindness, evil, hate, etc. Unfortunately, something has entered our collective psyche that has created a paradigm of continuous violence towards and hate for our fellow man.
I believe it is our lack of human interaction that has driven us to this point. Families aren't as loving as they could be, thus those who leave their homes everyday, bring a jacked up reality with them. People engaging each other, each bringing their own issues, creating situations that cause others to have to deal with issuations.
If we would only treat others the way we would like to ideally be treated, yes, this would be a much better world. Even those who hate themselves have an idea of how they wanted to be treated better. Until we practice this mandated creed of "Do unto to others, as you would have them do unto you," we will continue to see a decline in humankind.
Showing posts with label situations. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Let Go Fool
Wow! I have witnessed this girl chase after this man for over six years. She wouldn't take the hints, suttle or not. Finally, he did the worse he could do and that was to bring another woman to her house to confront her.
Let go fool! Yes, it is poor taste on a man's part to do what he did, but you let the issue turn into a situation that you are unable to handle. Now, there are others involved and you look like the foolish little girl that you are. It had been rumored she had fought several women over the years for his attention. She had been able to run the others away, but he wasn't allowing it this time. He wanted to be rid of her.
I wonder if he knew he wouldn't survive the day after he did what he did, if he would have done it anyway. Now she is left looking even more stupid. All that effort she put into keeping him still netted her nothing in the end cause he's dead.
What an awful issuation she has created for herself. She will forever have to deal with the knowledge that this man did not want her and died with that feeling, even though she was the one with him when he went on to wherever drug dealers go.
Let go. Don't let issues turn into situations!
Let go fool! Yes, it is poor taste on a man's part to do what he did, but you let the issue turn into a situation that you are unable to handle. Now, there are others involved and you look like the foolish little girl that you are. It had been rumored she had fought several women over the years for his attention. She had been able to run the others away, but he wasn't allowing it this time. He wanted to be rid of her.
I wonder if he knew he wouldn't survive the day after he did what he did, if he would have done it anyway. Now she is left looking even more stupid. All that effort she put into keeping him still netted her nothing in the end cause he's dead.
What an awful issuation she has created for herself. She will forever have to deal with the knowledge that this man did not want her and died with that feeling, even though she was the one with him when he went on to wherever drug dealers go.
Let go. Don't let issues turn into situations!
Count Down
Little did I know when I witnessed him bring his new girlfriend over to confront the old one, that this guy would be dead by the next day. Yeah, he was a drug dealer, but he kept to himself and you could tell he didn't want trouble. Yet, he chose to date trouble and she brought it at every turn.
Too much of a coward to end it with her; he brought a young lady to her home to confront her. It was a shameful act, but one he felt was right to portray. They tried to fight each other, but the mother came out and got in between it.
After his death, it was rumored they had been chasing each other in their cars earlier that Sunday morning. I encountered him as I was preparing to leave my home. He actually spoke so I could hear him, asking me if I was a diabetic. He gave me a line about his mother being very ill and that he needed to help her. It didn't fly with me, but I went in the house as though I was going to assist him. I stayed long enough to give the impression I looked for something. When I returned outside, he was down the street asking a couple if they had a needle.
When he saw me come out, he came back towards me not saying anything but looking at me intently with his begging eyes. I nodded that I did not have anything and go in my car. When I returned, I told my daughter, "Well, I guess the little drug dealer is probably laid up somewhere high."
She came to me about an hour later and told me he had ODed. My soul knew it. He was to frantic that morning. He was seeking and searching out that which helped him end his life. So many think is was suicide and it very well could have been. No matter why, he is gone, done, finished. He can't hurt anyone anymore; not even himself.
Watch how you treat people, especially yourself.
He let his issues turn into a deadly situation.
Too much of a coward to end it with her; he brought a young lady to her home to confront her. It was a shameful act, but one he felt was right to portray. They tried to fight each other, but the mother came out and got in between it.
After his death, it was rumored they had been chasing each other in their cars earlier that Sunday morning. I encountered him as I was preparing to leave my home. He actually spoke so I could hear him, asking me if I was a diabetic. He gave me a line about his mother being very ill and that he needed to help her. It didn't fly with me, but I went in the house as though I was going to assist him. I stayed long enough to give the impression I looked for something. When I returned outside, he was down the street asking a couple if they had a needle.
When he saw me come out, he came back towards me not saying anything but looking at me intently with his begging eyes. I nodded that I did not have anything and go in my car. When I returned, I told my daughter, "Well, I guess the little drug dealer is probably laid up somewhere high."
She came to me about an hour later and told me he had ODed. My soul knew it. He was to frantic that morning. He was seeking and searching out that which helped him end his life. So many think is was suicide and it very well could have been. No matter why, he is gone, done, finished. He can't hurt anyone anymore; not even himself.
Watch how you treat people, especially yourself.
He let his issues turn into a deadly situation.
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