That awkward moment

When you let people know how they are.

Silly me

I'm still trying to get over friendships and other relationships with people that couldn't care less if I lived or died. Why do I still care? Why can't I dispose of people (like trash, or a dead battery) as easily as they can dispose of me?

Question of the day

Are you the type who adds friends on Facebook but you have no desire to have anything to do with them (based on the fact that you have never liked or commented on any of their postings, you haven't responded to or liked  any comments they've made to your postings, and you haven't responded to any personal messages that they've sent you) ?


I ask this because Adolf Hitler had millions of followers, and Jesus only had 12.

Equilibrium

Balance – n. 1. a state of equilibrium; equal distribution of weight, amount, etc….. 4. mental or emotional steadisness…..7. the power or ability to decide an outcome

Don't be disappointed or surprised if the love,the attention, and the respect that you will receive from now on  is equal to the love, the attention, and the respect that you have given.  This applies to friendships as well.

--Alieux casey-George

The Prayer of Mathematics

"Dear God,

         I'm not always a good judge of character. I try to see the good in people, and sometimes there is no goodness in them, but I will still look for it. Sometimes I think that people can't possibly mistreat people who treat them well, but I know that's me being naive. My mother raised me to believe in reaping and sowing, so being evil on indifferent in return is not in my DNA. Dear Lord,   please subtract from my life, people who don't mean me well, people who are anchors whose only purpose in life is to weigh me down, instigators, liars, hypocrites, fair-weather friends, users, those who call me friend but treat me like that friend of the family that always assumes he's invited and shows up to events, those who invite me to events only after everyone else has been invited and they made the mistake of mentioning the event to me, those who don't have the courage to tell me to leave them alone,   those who make me feel like I don't measure up to them, and people who will prevent me from being who and what You and I want me to be,  and, dear Lord,  please add to my life, the exact opposite, and that is, people who actually care about me, who want me to be happy and want me to do well on this journey  I call life. Amen "

This is my prayer every morning.    Interesting though; I try to be as cool as receptive and as funny and as sweet and as reliable as I can be, and sometimes I wonder why some friends automatically drop off, never to be heard from again. Sometimes I even call and text them, leaving messages, 'hoping that they're okay,' and they don't respond.

Then I realize, God is answering my prayer. He's filtering out all the anchors, all the albatrosses, all the fakers, all the  liars, the fair-weather friends, those that either don't mean me well or don't care about me. Like I asked.

i found my smile again

A while ago,

Someone took it:

My  smile.  

It took forever to get it initially

And someone took it

Took possession of it

As if it didn’t belong to anyone.

But it was mine.

It wasn’t let out for someone to snatch.

It was mine.

Inside me.

locked up.

My name was on it

 like a tattoo

It was given to me.

but I let someone have the key

someone I thought

could be trusted

and now they’re gone

and so is my smile.

Now someone is walking around with it as if it’s theirs.

Frantically,

 I looked for it

And when the search proved futile

I gave up.

But I found a new one!

This new one,

It was in someone’s pocket, 

In the appearance of something else

--Of someone else.

disassembled

in little pieces

(t

                                                           hank

                     you

for taking the time

To help me put the pieces together                    )

No one’s getting the key this time. 

--alexgeorge