Some people always try to bring out the worst in you, so that they can look better than you. They copy your style to provoke you till you burst out with anger to react. Those people do not have originality in them, so they just try to copy you, even your way of putting posts on social media, your symmetry, your pattern, because they themselves are not that creative or organised, and when you point out at that, then they make you look like a hater. No matter how calmly and cool-headedly you try to deal with those people, they won’t stop their stupidity and xerox mediocrity.
“SJ, For F sake, stop copying my style and patterns.”
I genuinely feel that if there were no extra energies, the alignments would have been much much easier; and that goes for literally everything.
Those who say that “one’s achievements mean nothing, it’s peace of mind that one should focus on” have no idea that peace of mind is a temporary thing being dependent upon many psychological and visceral reasons whereas tangible achievements stay forever and when taken in a positive light, they give peace of mind as well because one works really really hard for them. But nonetheless, people tend to degrade everything that they are incapable of doing or demean the things that others do and they don’t.
Actually, these days every single person who becomes famous or is a writer is seen as someone having all the wisdom of the world, whose words are spread as quotes everywhere and barely people are question those quotes. One should question them if they don’t make sense and one can explain one’s view-point as well.
Humans should learn from ants and bees
Yet they never gossip.
If you are happy on somebody hating another,
You are stupid; (none of them has anything to do with you)
If you are jealous of somebody loving another,
You are weak; (one of them has definitely nothing to do with you)
If you are envious of somebody’s self-love,
You are an undiagnosed psychopath. (Nobody has anything to do with you)
Sitting on an armchair
Besides a coffin
You’d think there lies your whole world
Silent with thoughts absurd
Yet in the priori
You’d fortify them with your pontifications
While the same world left the whole life
bereft of love n unheard.