Do you remember the last time somebody told you to think a situation from a different angle? Or maybe "putting yourself in the shoes of others"? No protractor needed, no shoes are shared in this post (what more socks? Ewww). Well, at least not literally. ;D
I definitely remembered mine. People who loves me always says that to me. Occasionally, I was being shouted for the same reason. You know how a huge hypocrites we humans are? We tell people to do things which we think it's right, yet most of the time, we ourselves fail to do so. But I know, they did that because they love me a lot. :)
Seeing things from a different angle is something you would learn to pick up as time goes by. The human brain is great enough to make analytical decisions sometimes we, the owner of it can't comprehend. Sometimes, the environment triggers our brain to think out of a box we call "Ourselves". People living on the sideways with nothing but the clothes hanging on their bodies. Can't imagine yourself in such situations, can you? Neither could I. In fact, I barely think about anything or anyone else that are so closely related to life itself. Taking things for granted, another trait of the most intellectual being on Earth.
The situations we went through, the experiences, no matter bitter or sweet, marks the maturity milestone of our lives. No doubt, these make us stronger and resistant to the pain when troubles come without warning. My primary factor in growing up mentally, spiritually and emotionally, came from the people that live around me, no matter near or far: my family and my loved one.
While strolling on a sandy beach, leaving your footprints along the trail, you couldn't help but to admire how far you've traveled even if it's a short walk. In a split second, right in front of your eyes, the waves of the ragging sea swept the shore, dragging the little sand granules along with them. Leaving nothing, no sign of your walk. You blame the moon for dragging the waves by it's 1/6 gravitational strength (compared to Earth's), wiping off any sign of existence of your walk, and think why are my footprints gone? It was such a breath-taking sight looking at such marvelous achievement. An outcome of my great journey from one end of the beach to the other. Gone, with the waves.
(1) Oh well, I guess I just have to start all over again. Sigh, step one, step two...
(2) Gah! What's the point? The waves are just gonna sweep them right off the shore again anyway.
I chose: (3) Let the waves have my foot steps. Let them bring along the sand to the ocean bed. Who knows? The granules of sand might spare a plankton's life from the big fishes. It's not a big deal, really. Just the thought of having an unusual perspective makes you feel special. So what if there are millions of people having the same thought as you somewhere opposite the surface of the Earth? At least you know, option (3) was never in your mind before and your brain is looking from a different point of view. At this time, smile to yourself, looking at that smooth, untouched sand and walk away. "I'll be back for you someday."
Sometimes, our effort don't guarantee us the outcome we hoped for. The only way of being truly happy, is to know being a better person inside. And trust me, if you are able to see that, your world would be a better place, though the world we are living in is like the uncertain movement of particles - topsy-turvey, upside down. Oh, and one more thing. Avoid doing the smiling-at-yourself thing in public. You wouldn't know who would dial the number to a nearby asylum. XD
P/S: Sin 2370° = -0.5 ;)
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