When the grading system is flawed.

 I had a conversation about life and you know what, I think let me tell this story as a conversation...

Me: the more i observe people, the more i realise that all the things we stress about aint that important

we make the rules

we make the policies

we choose the way things are run

we choose to follow someone else's vision or method

right or not

thereby suppressing our own

even if they are wrong and we are
right

we conform

we fear to differ

isn't that why the world chases after careers?

because the definition of success and fulfillment has been written down and issued

same way beauty has been defined and we run ourselves dogged getting into the perceived shape of perfection

that terror breaks a man

we were not created to conform

and we lose ourselves when we do

apparently it is meant to make us live better in society

My Friend:  blog!

i know...

Me: but if society's definitions keep changing like the seasons do we stand a chance?

its like having that figure that awards marks but keeps changing the grading system

surely it is all vanity

Me: went all philosophical on u 

My friend: but i agree

that is why i think marks should only be accepted if they come from God

and should only be internalised when you know truly....that is true to you

Me: the devil is a liar

and he does not care a whit about those he uses

the things of this world change according to his strategy

woe to those who chase after them

they are fated to be hamsters

Success, as defined by the world is like writing my name in the sand; one moment it is there....

Me: were u suggesting i blog this?

it doesnt sound too angry? 

My Friend: no......i think you were asking questions every human being struggles with from time to time

you dint sound angry...you sounded frustrated but amused also

Me: the frustration comes from knowing that conforming is tempting

it is considered prudent

applauded even

and you are afraid

of never being applauded or recognized a success.

so if you are a singer you change your instinctive facial expression to match the face of success

My Friend: but i wont be used......that is something that i have agreed with myself....some people are perpetual takers......

never giving back....

nedda

i stay away from such succubi

and if i can't...i go above or below or whatever. Some people drain the life from you.

Me: yep

they do

Me: ah, praise God for salvation

Me: ah all is well

thanx for talking

i feel like i have finally started walking in the authority I was given

I believe it also involves recognising when you refuse to be used as a doormat

btw

may I blog this conversation?

THEN...

we went on to talk about... STUFF. My Friend and I.

...and the next it is gone. Washed away with the tide of trend and ever changing human whim.

 Photo Credits: Edith Namuganga. Luzhou, Sichuan Province. China

Quotes: Edith Namuganga

 

It is time...

It is time...

A very ominous-sounding statement, no?

I simply meant to say, 

I am ready...

To write again.

To tell stories... again.

To dream... again.

To simply write... again.

It has been a while.

A long while...

...of writing on demand

...of living in terror of judgement.

What if...

...it doesn't sound right.

...it isn't arranged right.

WHAT IF IT OFFENDS!!!

All those intellectuals staring at their screens...

Wapi!! I jam! 

I would say bite me, naye such an unhealthy hobby should not be encouraged.

Let's fuel this fire, yes?

You know, that fire that you feel as you type out something

... scribble down something that is uniquely you...

Kinda like wearing n-colors in the season of greys and browns...

... a bit like dancing to a tune in your head.

... or dancing imperfectly with joyful abandon.

Wamma let us dance to this tune.

You are welcome to watch.

You are welcome to like...

You are welcome to admit...

You want to join me o_0

Wamma come...

Photo Credits: Lin Fan
Location: Luodai, Sichuan, China.