It's not that we're lost in translation or anything. We speak one language, and I bet there's not a single word I uttered that your Wernicke's area found hard to comprehend. It's just that you never really cared to take an extra minute to process everything in your mind and go with what the majority also thought of. Well, I'd call you dumb like one of those people, if that's the case.
Of all the things in this world, it's close-mindedness, and indecisiveness that I hate the most. Not only because I feel like I am always misunderstood, but because a lot of relationships are broken because they lack great sense of judgment, and understanding. It's just like reading a book, your interest in reading the book is tainted by people's comments on it, with you believing in MOST of what they say, you lose the chance of (maybe) finding a book that would finely suit your caliber.
You lose the chance of coming up with a great find, because you trust people so easily, and didn't even try to judge things by yourself. You lose your chance of knowing a smart, and great person better just because your friends don't like him, because they find him uncool, because they think they're too high-class to be related to someone who's not so popular. I hate my mind being tainted by people's ridicules and criticisms, their narrow-mindedness, and their faulty judgments. I hate it that they have the guts to say such words but never have the courage to hear them from other people, such hypocrites.
The fact that you hate me, and that you say lies behind my back yet without even knowing me is a blatant pretense of your ignorance that's actually phony. I pity you.
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