'As you're pretty, so be wise'

'Little girls, this seems to say,

Never stop upon your way.

Never trust a stranger friend,

No-one knows how it will end.

As you're pretty, so be wise -

Wolves may lurk in every guise.

Now as then, 'tis simple truth 

Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth.'

What if one is the other? What if by playing one of the roles you've made someone fit the other? And what if...,what if you are both? The mirror shows the wolf so you can be The Red Riding Hood. 

'Wolves may lurk in every guise.' And while you cautiously tiptoe through the woods to avoid the wolves, your 'self' creates them as you go along. 

I know, I know - the quote, the story is about something else. I simply wanted to apply it to my own musings. 

The wolf is just a hologram; it is not that scary or alluring once you see it as a figment of you imagination - something that your ego creates so you can play along. All is well while you can see through it when you look at someone, because, if you project it onto someone and view this person accordingly, it turns into a children's game gone wrong. 

Have you never felt that someone sees you through this 'lens' and no matter what you do and how much you're flailing your arms - all they see is their own mental hologram of 'you'? 

Everyone does it. Constantly. 

But it is so beautiful to finally see someone as they are - at least face them without tailoring their 'being' to fit some preconceived beliefs of yours. 

If you want to play The Red Riding Hood,  then 'beware' (I love how it sounds so preachy) the game that masks itself as reality, not the wolf - for it's not wearing sheep's clothing, but is merely an external manifestation of one's ego. Or perhaps even an interplay between two. 

And 'sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth'? - Well, it won't make a difference if you don't have a sweet tooth for sweet talk. Check your ears and always wash behind them. 

And now on a more fun note - it's Monday. Hope it cheers you up!

Also, it's not that cold outside anymore - so, may the 'shorts' be with you. 

Good night, peeps xx 

Karij-katūras ar rīsiem

Un pašās koku galotnēs

Ieķērušies mēs.

Vējš, plivinot mūs, kā karikatūras -

Te - augšā - ziemeļu brālis,

Te, lejā, brāzmas sūras.

Kāds funkcijas integrālis?

- es to sen vairs nezinu.

Skolā izlikos klausāmies.

Es - disidents - ritma un gramatikas arī!

...Nu, gribētu būt,

Kad nav, ko darīt. 

Lūk, bļodiņa ar rīsiem no Google Images. 

I've come full circle in my pretentiousness .

Good night.

Wave-particle duality. Dog in the manger. Jesus loves you.

To get this out of the way - of course, I'm slightly worried that my blogposts scream 'me, me, me'. I try to be objective, although that is the stupidest concept in the world. Nothing is objective. Not even what we like to call 'facts'. And if your mind cannot grasp the concept of wave-particle duality and the immeasurability of quantum scale matter, which seizes to be 'matter' as we, 'plebs', understand it, then how can you argue about a situation, a 'fact' being a constant. Development never occurs where its pseudo-counterpart (Mr I-Already-Know-It-All) operates.

So, I will let go of my 'I know it all' attitude in certain situations and 'chill'. Because, one has to accept that one's 'best' might never be good enough for someone. And it is absolutely fine. 'Live long and prosper'. (And let live.)
Do you remember the fable about the dog in the manger? He wouldn't let the horse (in its Greek version) eat the grain even though he didn't want it himself. Though, I'm neither grain, nor hay. A dog can die from a snake bite.

I used to walk over people and, once I made a decision, I never looked back. It's time to remember this, but from now on combine it with compassion and respect. I'd never want to hurt anyone carelessly again (although it was a long, long time ago and these people have been gracious and forgiven me for my words and attitude). Even when my defences are up, it's not worth it. However, it is also not worth jumping in a dark hole just because others like to bathe there in blissful misery.
Nothing is constant. And every day I say 'Thank You' that my life has been relatively easy. That I can help people, even if it's just a little.

And 'no' means 'no'. Thanks to a dear friend, I stick to my guns (which, in this case are my ability to see humour in everything and being self-sufficient, so much so that I have energy left over to not worry about it being 'taken away').

Jesus loves you.

Peace out.

xx