the kindness chip
the kindness chip.
"Be kind to unkind people, they are the ones who need it the most." - Anonymous
there are people who are not equipped to choose happiness...
like they've never felt happiness in their previous lifetimes at all.
they take pride in making other people's lives miserable.
that's where they find temporary excitement...empty...dark.
they are to me, the saddest beings to ever walk the earth.
constantly misunderstood...always feeling like the victim...
never smiling...always angry...always hurting...inside...
hating everyone and everything around them...
they bite your hand when you try to reach out for them.
sometimes, they lure you into thinking they need your help...
until you're trapped...
tsk. tsk. tsk.
it is always a choice, like i keep saying. we can always choose to be happy...
we can also choose to go the other direction, and be miserable like hell.
and you always get what you put out.
karma.
good...bad...it all comes back to you... eventually.
which makes you wonder why some people choose to be angry...
miserable...
detached...
i'm easily drawn to kindness... and easily turned off by sour souls...
but no matter how tempting... i don't easily turn away...
i try and try... to see if they will ever find that kindness chip in them...
which i believe, is basic to the human make-up...
even the psychologically challenged would still have that chip in them...
corrupted but still in there...
when people say or do mean things, it's a reflection of how they really
feel inside.
rotten.
and they need a lot more of your care and understanding than you can
ever imagine... you won't hear them ask for it... but their anger is the
loudest cry for help they can ever express...
some of my friends think i'm being gullible and weak when i do this...
i don't know.
but this i do know...
i would want to be given the same amount of compassion, the benefit of the
doubt, the trust that it is inherent in me to turn things around and redeem
myself.
my grandmother once told me, i cannot expect people to react the same way
i would...
true...but i still really do believe that we all have it in us to choose to do good...
to choose to be kind...to sincerely not want to hurt another human being's
person...another human being's feelings...even when provoked.
i believe in the human spirit. i am a big fan of that too.
and no matter how disappointing some people can be sometimes...
we shouldn't lose hope and faith in and for them...
imagine how dark this world would become, if we all gave up on each other.
you can call me a sap, a push-over, a weak @#$&%!! ...
but i choose to use the chip and be run over by a truck...
than refuse to use the chip and be the one driving the truck...
then again...
maybe it's just me.
"Be kind to unkind people, they are the ones who need it the most." - Anonymous
there are people who are not equipped to choose happiness...
like they've never felt happiness in their previous lifetimes at all.
they take pride in making other people's lives miserable.
that's where they find temporary excitement...empty...dark.
they are to me, the saddest beings to ever walk the earth.
constantly misunderstood...always feeling like the victim...
never smiling...always angry...always hurting...inside...
hating everyone and everything around them...
they bite your hand when you try to reach out for them.
sometimes, they lure you into thinking they need your help...
until you're trapped...
tsk. tsk. tsk.
it is always a choice, like i keep saying. we can always choose to be happy...
we can also choose to go the other direction, and be miserable like hell.
and you always get what you put out.
karma.
good...bad...it all comes back to you... eventually.
which makes you wonder why some people choose to be angry...
miserable...
detached...
i'm easily drawn to kindness... and easily turned off by sour souls...
but no matter how tempting... i don't easily turn away...
i try and try... to see if they will ever find that kindness chip in them...
which i believe, is basic to the human make-up...
even the psychologically challenged would still have that chip in them...
corrupted but still in there...
when people say or do mean things, it's a reflection of how they really
feel inside.
rotten.
and they need a lot more of your care and understanding than you can
ever imagine... you won't hear them ask for it... but their anger is the
loudest cry for help they can ever express...
some of my friends think i'm being gullible and weak when i do this...
i don't know.
but this i do know...
i would want to be given the same amount of compassion, the benefit of the
doubt, the trust that it is inherent in me to turn things around and redeem
myself.
my grandmother once told me, i cannot expect people to react the same way
i would...
true...but i still really do believe that we all have it in us to choose to do good...
to choose to be kind...to sincerely not want to hurt another human being's
person...another human being's feelings...even when provoked.
i believe in the human spirit. i am a big fan of that too.
and no matter how disappointing some people can be sometimes...
we shouldn't lose hope and faith in and for them...
imagine how dark this world would become, if we all gave up on each other.
you can call me a sap, a push-over, a weak @#$&%!! ...
but i choose to use the chip and be run over by a truck...
than refuse to use the chip and be the one driving the truck...
then again...
maybe it's just me.
7 Comments:
Hey Kelly!
Yeah, I'm allowed to use the net because it's FRIDAY!!! You know what? Your entries inspire me a lot. It makes me smile and think which I like and love. I like realizing stuff and you just did. Thanks. :) I miss you so much, I miss going to Eastwood and Paragon. [Still, we dont have our IDs. Bummer! :(] Oh well, oh yeah I have my soundtracks too. Haha! As of now, my soundtrack is a happy life kind of song. :)
Comment you sometime. :) Miss you so much!!
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a comment from Judgee who is not a blogger so he just emailed this to me, and i'm pasting it here now...again thankies to the only Judge I know...hee hee...bless you always:) ---------->
Hi! dropped by your blog lately and found it profound, inspiring and stimulating. Nicely done. With your permission, just wanted to comment on two of your posts, if I may.
KINDNESS CHIP - - it sure is great to have an attitude where the kindness chip dictates ones way of life and ones relationship with her fellow men. If only everyone had this kind of attitude then this world would be a better place to live in, a beautiful one.
In reality, all of us have a kindness chip hidden in the inner recesses of our very being because man is basically good and kind. It is the environment that transforms us.
I agree though with your grandmother when she said that one cannot expect that people will react the same way. You knocked but it is not opened unto you.
If so, how does one respond to an unexpected reaction (or perhaps, even an expected one)?
Frustrated?, irritated?, disturbed?, annoyed?, discouraged? . . . . . in the beginning, maybe, as a normal human knee jerk.
But, we just have to calm down and . . . . move one and move on one must.
It is better to have shown kindness and not get it in return than never to have shown kindness at all, to paraphrase a popular adage (is that what they call it?). It is the rewarding feeling of extending kindness that makes one fulfilled and happy. It is the inner satisfaction that one has shown to a fellow man. Sometimes, it is not the immediate blast of kindness given to another that works but a later reverberation of the spirit that causes a greater impact.
That's LiFe (that's my username) . . . . . God bless
i don't usually like blogs.couldn't stand people who couldn't get over themselves. but i guess it'd be nice if somebody let you know they like this entry.
in the past, you mentioned something about choosing happiness. you know i've read something unusual in the past few. i was nursing this heartache and couldn't function and i happen to read this book and it's got 2successful suicide attempts in it, plus an aborted suicide attempt plus an orgy right in the middle. but it's got 2 happy people in it. i couldn't believe it.i went crazy.
i mean, i'd never seen happy people before. not in literature (an i've read the koran, a translation of the upanishads, plus all sorts of demented things).
not in real life. i swear i've never come across really happy people before. people who stay together for decades. people who never have to fight and scream and weep. people who didn't have to feel it was a doomed love. people who didn't have to have affairs on the side. people who didn't have to lie and doubt. people who did their work and their chores and stayed together for late night tv and asked each other if there was enough ice or paper towels in the house. people who brought each other flowers before going home.
it can be so simple yet people never choose happiness. they want always the passion of a summer fling. the high that a 3month love affair gives a person. we are all of us addicted to love affairs.
i have a conspiracy theory. you have to allow me this. (since i've an appointment today with a shrink and he had to cancel, hence the very lengthy comment )
this is why people tend to choose misery over happiness. it's because our lives have become so much different from our forefathers that we have to invent that sense of urgency thay they had with them throughout their lives. they were hunters, gatherers, people who discovered things. and what do we do?we sit in the office for hours on end.
i'd love a tsunami, you know. a war.a goddamn second coming. something alive like that.
and people want these too. i know someone who, when he has to return a video to the store, does it exactly five minutes before the video store shuts down for the night. and then he will run his heart out going to the video store. like a mad man. this is hopelessly retarded, but why does he do it?to create that sense of urgency that i was talking about. to mimic it.
people do these things all the time, albeit in different ways. the person who broke my heart, she said she liked truth, pain.she said passion's got something to do with pain. she said it made her spunky. she said it gave her something to look forward to. again, this is retarded. but happiness is not looked upon as an option by everybody. happiness is underrated, you know.
but i'd have opted for it. id've wanted ice and paper towels and late night tv and flowers and years and years together. but this is what i'd gotten.an appointment with a shrink.
but if it's crossed your mind and you wrote about it once and if you stay as clearheaded as when you wrote it, who knows. happiness is a gift. it's not for everybody. you have to look at it that way, i guess.
dear ishizzyounot...thank you for the comment...it seems you created a blogger account just to be able to reply to this entry...and the fact that you offered on not really liking blogs...again, thank you.
i am no shrink, nor am i an expert at anything, i just write how i feel in the hopes that there are those out there who share the same highs and lows.
we are all allowed anger, joy, love, hate, bliss, sorrow...i just believe that it's really up to us to choose how long or how far we want them to affect us or take us...
life is all about choices...sadly we sometimes choose the wrong path...but to recognize it and to want to try and redeem ourselves by standing up, shaking them off, learning from them, never forgetting, always reminding yourself of it, and praying and opting to try and do better laying off indifference...is yet another choice we can make...
we are all trying to keep sane in this day and age...we all make mistakes...we all have our moments, our bad days...
sad that you have never met people who are genuinely happy...i have...in real life...not in movies, not in books...and they are the ones that keep my hopes up...it's not that they're never challenged by pain...like us, sure they are...but they choose not to let the bad consume them...and that to me is a sign of strength, hope and faith...
i still believe it is possible to choose happiness no matter how much pain you go through...if we can go beyond sadness with a few cracks and scratches...we can probably tell ourselves to keep heart and faith and try again...no matter how many times you get screwed or trampled on...
i've had sad, terrible, hopeless days...but the next morning offers a chance to become a better person...it's a challenge we all face everyday...
i may not know you personally, and obviously you don't know me...but the things we all go through have one bottomline...and that is we can choose to be miserable or choose to be happy...
yes, happiness is a gift.
once you chance upon it...once it's given to you...once you are blessed with it...you try never to let go...
again, i may not know you...but i do genuinely wish you well...and yes, i wish you the kind of happiness your spirit deserves. God bless.
oh and by the way, about that song, love changes everything...the one you said is not true, that love doesn't change everything...maybe romantic love, yes that never really changes anything monumental...
it would be nice if we all focus on a bigger kind of love...love for the next human being, a neighbor, a friend, a stranger, street children, people who are sick...
the kind of love that encourages you to show kindness...i guess that's the kind of love that will actually change anything in this world...
we all get hurt because of romantic love...but we should not let it kill our spirit, right? there are more things in this world that need our attention and gratitude...and we are lucky enough to be alive and feel joy and pain...
then again, that's just how i see it.
thank you again ishizzyounot for the comment.
hopefully one day, you'll smile again...whatever hurt you're suffering from and going to your shrink to, i'll say a prayer for you:)
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