Missed Understandings

SnailPace

Every day our ego has several a little deaths.

Do I mean that as in – petit mort – the French euphemism for orgasm or do I mean it literally? And am I using ‘literally’ correctly or incorrectly? Do I care… someone out there probably thinks I should care and may even feel the need to impress upon me how important it is that I do.

But if I’m the sort of person who uses a word incorrectly, would I care if you told me I was and would I take your need to impress upon me your version of right and wrong as being as important as you think it is, as important to me as it is to you, or would I just think you’re being pedantic and wish you’d go be pedantic somewhere else.

Every day someone feels the need to tell us we’re wrong – UR doing it wrong – and then take up our time lecturing us on how to do it right, as in their way of doing it, which is right because they think it is, they have proof positive (which tends to feel very negative to us) that they are right. And here’s a giant file for you to read (ignore and use as kindling), with stats showing that everyone else (all the people who agree with them) does it their way. And so on into infinity and beyond…………………

Today my daily astrology warned me that I was probably going to attract arguments. How is that different from any other day? People like to argue, but claim that they don’t, but they do. This is one of the ways our ego defines itself.

People claim a lot of things. About themselves and about others. Is any of it true? What is truth?

Me: Hello, Snail!

Snail: ………….

Me: Gosh, you’re moving quickly for a snail, I thought you guys were supposed to be slow.

Snail: ……………

Me: I hope you don’t mind if I take your photo…

Snail: ………….

Me: It’s just… you’re going too fast and the pic is going to be blurry, so maybe if… you’d slow down a bit…

Snail: ……………..

Me: Also, you’re on the front doorstep… someone might step on you… accidentally, of course.

Snail: ……………….

Me: You might be killed… squashed… die…

Snail: ……………..

Me: I always feel guilty when I accidentally step on one of you guys…

Snail: …………..?………….!…………

Me: It’s not pleasant, you know… knowing you’ve killed a living thing… even though it was an accident.

Snail: I don’t know how any of this human prattle is any concern of mine. First of all, not all snails are alike. We’re all very different and you’re assuming we’re all the same. That says more about you than it does about me. So does everything else you’ve said. If you feel bad about stepping on snails, then make more of an effort not to step on our species. Secondly I move at my own pace, it is neither too quick nor too slow, it is just right. Your opinion and your species’ judgments and myths about my species’ speed or lack of it, what it is supposed to be, what is right and wrong, is your problem not mine. Your concept of me and everything and everyone else is questionable as you are a human… you’re disconnected from nature, your own which you think you can control… excuse me while I laugh… and those of others. Oh I know you think you know stuff about nature, nurture, yourself, others and everything else, because you ‘study’ it all, think… think your thinking is something… but you’re just chasing woozles… look it up or don’t… take your photo or don’t… step on me or don’t… I’m busy being… you go and do your busy doing thing… let me be… I let you do… (my species could take over your world if we wanted to, but it’s not worth the effort). Eff off now… or don’t…

Me: …………………………..

I guess my astro was right.

Sigh.

Whatever… but what does this mean!?!

Is this a sign……..?………!

Vanity Plate by Daniel ‘Homeless’ Mustard

 

“Sign says, No turning on red.
No idling either.
And sign says, at lease what I read.
No stopping here neither.
I should’ve known by now, I’d never get so much as a breather so
I stall instead, so my sign says.”

– Daniel Mustard (Vanity Plate lyrics)

Intelligent understanding

(conditions apply to humans too)