Oh hello there, you’re alive.
You’re living in this perfect psychedelic habitable place called Earth. That is to us humans. But this planet could have been named by some alien out there and have it called “planet-stupidity” or whatever hieroglyphics they have learned to be literate on. They’ll start to discuss on how much life this planet could contain considering the presence of water, the main source of biological growth. Or so they say. But at least they’re starting to discover and learn more about us and how much potential our existence have for galactic colonization or what every sci-fi film dictates.
We start to dwell upon our mistakes and start to worry like nothing else in this entire planet has felt the same. What you’re worrying about must be millions times worse than anyone else in this entire planet or anything they have ever imagined. They’ve definitely never had faced a personal crisis. I’m sure they’ve never felt lonely, been sued, and lost family members, spouses, or children. They probably haven’t tried being turned down on, loving someone who haven’t loved them back, or panicked at their career. Because, whatever you’re worrying about right now is definitely the biggest thing that has ever happened to anyone. Ever.
People are just so damn confusing.
They start to dictate things but mean the other way around. They do things they probably shouldn’t be doing in the first place. They start to mumble words as if they have meaning and if asked what they are feeling, all they say is “nothing”. The list can go on forever but a human lifespan wouldn’t suffice. But if there are two main things that I’ll have to say as I read an excerpt of a novel done by a person with autism, it couldn’t get any better.
People do a lot of talking without using any words.
Now before you start talking about how much they’ve spoken but haven’t actually done, I’ll get you started with an example. Suppose you’re a guy and you’re at this bar. A random cheeky girl suddenly gives you a glance and starts to curl her hair and she glances at you momentarily. How would you perceive that event? Now we can’t get off our horses and say she’s interested in you. No. She isn’t. She is. She probably does. Or actually she’s actually staring at the other muscly guy at the table behind. Don’t get too overconfident or you’ll blow your cool off. Without muttering a word, the girl’s act has influenced every decision you’re going to take at the moment being. Maybe even forever. If everyone says a picture holds a thousand words, I’d say a word unspoken holds a million billion meanings.
People talk with metaphors.
If you could register an account in Facebook or here in Tumblr, then you should already know what a metaphor is, having to suppose that you’ve read a ton of sarcasm or have read a lot of poetry if you’re into that. What about it? I mean it does add color to literature and widens the span of creativity within the work. But is the added color to your literature worth every single misunderstood interpretation of every person out there? The curtain is blue. Interpreters then say it represents the sorrow and gloom of the author. What if the author actually just means that the curtain is literally blue and there’s nothing more to it? Every bright color brought into the world will inevitably bring confusion to anyone who touches it.
If there’s one thing I’ve come to realize in this work, is that to just be whoever you want to be. If you want to be a horse, then act like one. But if you decide to be a human being, then act with every drop of humility that is left upon you. And with every decision you take, keep in mind that soldiers that breached in Omaha Beach during the war knew that the moment they land, they’ll die in the next few minutes. Others have struggles too, remember that. Don’t let aliens name this planet “planet-stupidity”.
Aside from the excerpt I read entitled “The Curious Incident of The Dog in the Night-Time”, this video also gave me a bit of inspiration of writing this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k5RH3BdXDOY, entitled “A Guide to Worrying”.
