People ask all sorts of questions about themselves. i know this because i am a people, i ask questions about myself all the time, so i wonder that the same is true about everyone else, even the cynic introverted manic depressant cares about asking questions about themselves. most people, i think, ask questions about themselves that pertain mainly to the way that other people think about them. seriously, you see the picture... i am asking questions about myself wondering what others think about me, those same people are asking questions about themselves concerning what i think about them... so in the end we all act in the way which we believe will place a better light on ourselves in the eyes of other people who are concerned what i think about them. there is no end to this game, because people not only are worried about what others think about them, but they also want other people to think that they are less of a person than them. So I want you to think about me favorably, but also I want you to think that I am better than you, because when you think I am better that you you act in a way which authenticates my goodness, either by liking me and wanting to be like me or by hating me and telling others that i am not as good as you. both ways authenticate my betterness. so people are always asking questions about themselves. Do people like me? Do people find me funny? Good looking? Happy? Ugly? Stupid? Weird? Loveable? So we are constantly rating ourselves, which is probably unhealthy most of the time. How can we ask good questions about ourselves to spare ourselves from these silly games of promotion and a demotion, when in the end we all end up dead anyways! What are good measures which we may measure ourselves by? Surely to opinions of others are fairly biased and unpredictable, so can we trust other people? Sure, but should we really care for the most part what other people think about us that only know us externally? Surely the answer is no. So lets ask ourselves questions about the depth of love, the greatness of our courage, the farfatchingness of our dreams. Lets ask ourselves what life is really about? Money or Relationship? Material wealth or Family Stability? Debt or Sanity? Lets move past superficiality and begin to care about the stature of our character not the size of our waistline, albeit weight control speaks of character to a degree. Help me ask the right questions about myself, help me find peace not in the acceptance dependt upon fashion, but help me find peace in the satisfaction of my caringness.
I was sitting in a coffee shop on Sunday, and a young lady sat next to me on the sofa. The place was packed and that was the only other seat open. She asked if she could sit and I smiled and nodded. I continued my business, trying to give the impression that it was no big deal that this cute girl just sat next to me. It wasn't a big deal, after all it happens every day. Right... Though it appeared to be the case, that was not the case. For about an hour or so I could not focus on what I was doing. I was constantly thinking about what I will say in order to strike up a conversation, find out her "status", and make a decision whether to ask her out or not. So I sat nervously thinking about what to say. It wasn't that hard, because she was feverishly grading what appeared to be homework, as if she was a teacher. So at a natural transition in my business I asked, "Are you a teacher?" That was that. She was kind and responded as if not to be bothered by my questi