I don't know if I'll have time, but I'll make the effort. I'll try to slow down by several hundred nanoseconds, and even though I'm traveling almost at the speed of light—300,000 km/sec—I'll manage to extend the time my mind needs to link ideas and participate in this weekend commitment.
Hello, hello, dear weekend commitment friends. It's a pleasure to greet you and a great honor to connect with all of you again. Are you all well? Yes? Congratulations! But if you're not, believe me, being well is simply a state of mental strength... so let's simply put ourselves in order, period... that's what our life story is all about.
I would like to start by confessing that one of the things I have always reproached myself for is not having been ambitious enough in life, please, I do not want you to confuse ambition with the absence of specific plans ... but I did realize that I was somewhat disoriented in how to achieve the goals that I had set for myself since I was very young ... maybe it was, or it is normal that many of us feel somewhat lost when we begin the path of life without the accompaniment of an adult to guide us and show us what to do, and that delays our performance and our objectives a little, until suddenly you begin to understand how the process works and how to achieve your goals, but, during the journey you begin to observe "the most alives" trying to progress faster at the cost of suporting in our back.
I hate easy ways...or anything like that.
It has happened to me on several occasions that I feel like I've been used by people to be at a certain level, and to a certain extent, I've let them be, simply for the sheer pleasure of watching them make fools of themselves. There is nothing more true than certain laws of physics: the speed of the fall will be proportional to the mass of the object, regardless of the force of gravity attracting it... everyth
ing that rises will inevitably fall, and even more so when it doesn't know how to support itself.
It's incredible how some believe they have the right to live at the expense of others, to maintain a status with false pretensions and consensual juggling acts between the subject and the victim.
It would seem the same when a government tries to live off the presumed ignorance of its people... in some parts of the world.
I have never been able to steal someone's dedication, their effort, their wisdom, and their sweat to build my world... that would be a great act of falsehood, and I'm not perfect, but I'm not a fake person either.
If there's one thing I try to be to improve myself, it's to a large extent, it's to think first of the well-being of others. Call me stupid, crazy, idiot, silly... but I'm immersed in right now, it's that.
I'm a third-worlder standing in the way of the perfectly useless who believe themselves immovable and with perpetual rights to continue living in a swamp that swallows you up without any scruples... And I resist, because it won't swallow me up, or mine...
Perhaps there are attitudes that are only understood with age, and one of them is patience. Being patient with others is something I work on every day, combined with the humility and good treatment that everyone deserves and that I deserve in return... It's not about believing ourselves to be better than someone because of our cognitive abilities; it's about understanding that we are all equal, humanly and socially, and internally, unique and different beings.
Why do you want knowledge, if not to pass it on?I'm afraid that the time will come to leave and that the life's work of "others" will be lost. That's my greatest fear.
On another subject, I think that probing into the vagueness of my memories I never participated in any theatrical work other than the one in which I dressed up as my grandmother in the living room of my house, with her size 44 bra full of padding, and her uncomfortable, orthopedic heels tangled in my feet... and although everyone laughed I realized extremely quickly that comedy was not my thing, neither at that moment nor later... and since then I have been too serious, although of course, I also know how to smile and enjoy good comedies, but I understand that I am very clumsy at making people laugh on a set, although sometimes I surprise myself with some good dramatic performances... that in fact, all women, if we studied dramaturgy, we would be better at anything, but it is more convenient that we are not put to the test.
And finally, I would have loved to be like María Félix, super attractive, with a sex appeal that would make any man fall silent, but luckily I wasn't, and I didn't need to be.
I've said this because during our youth, we all fantasized about being attractive and had our pre-selected beauty standards... but I continue to confess that after discovering I'm a sapiosexual, beauty doesn't occupy an important place in my mind.
We are all organically beautiful until our cells get bored... and die.
The hardest thing is having a sense of humor, which is why women love to be made to laugh, and a man with an excellent sense of humor will win the game, double time... Luckily, I survived being very serious, with little sense of humor, and ended up becoming a normal, ordinary woman... like many on this earth.
Apparently I was pretty fast...
I managed to stop time by tuning my mind to the speed of light and was able to dilate time to arrive on time: Thanks to the time difference.
This is my contribution to our host Galenkp's topics for this weekend... Thanks.
Always very grateful for your reading.
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