I really wanted to share this story what just happened to me because it made me feel so surreal I can’t even understand it.
So tonight I went for a walk in our town (as usual) listening to my music. As I passed 2 guys, one of them said “You’re a faggot, die!” to me. I acted like I didn’t hear it and walked along. You should know that I was not wearing anything extreme, I didn’t know them and they couldn’t possibly hear what kind of music I was litening to. So I was moving on and felt puzzled and sad for a second. But only one, after that I turned up the volume to the max so that my ears were hurting (blasted Cyndi Lauper), held my head higher and I felt invincible. I know it sounds stupid. Not that I was some kind of a survivor or something, cause this incident was actualy nothing compared to some of the stories I’ve heard, but that moment made me think. It made me think about my life and how things work in this world. I’ve always been the one who would not hurt anyone. Its kinda funny, cause these kids were gypsies - who are hated by many in our country. I’m always an advocate to support diversity - against racism, sexism and so on. When people who’se cause you defend hurt you, that can make you feel like the stupid one.
So I came to the conclusion that the Devil spoke to me in that second. I swear I thought that. And the evil that we need to defeat is clearly stupidity. I’ve known this for a while, but I just got a reminder.

‘Nobody’s perfect’ basicly means the same as ‘everyone’s perfect’.

I’d like to think about the world as a summon of good things rather than a big mess. I believe that we can change our own world by changing our thoughts about stuff.

I’ve got a Debbie Downer-kinda friend. No matter how bright the day is, what fantastic event happens - she seeks the downside of every-fucking-thing. She can be quite a pain in the ass. But I stick with her and try to change her way of thinking. Not an easy job, still: I don’t wanna be the one who didn’t help when he could’ve.

If we follow my own way of thoughts, a question pops into my mind:

So everyone’s perfect, but I still want to change someone (for good) - how’s that? Kinda paradoxical. Or are some of us better than the rest? Can we force our optimism on anyone? And if so - should we?

Share Ur thoughts.