Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. . . But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it . . .
~~ Gautama Buddha aka Siddhārtha Gautama
I was thinking about how rumors get started today, particularly since this rumor could potentially affect me. Firstly, I don’t engage in gossip or the spreading of rumors, and if I do hear about it I’m one of the first to squash it. Secondly, if it involves me, I’m on the hunt for the person who started it so I can set them straight.
It never ceases to amaze me how quickly rumors get started and I’m always astonished at how easily people buy into them. I really don’t understand the need for people to start rumors or gossip. I often say that their own lives must be pretty messed up, so they start these negative rumors about others in order to: 1) make themselves feel better, 2) bring someone down to their level, 3) try and make someone else look bad or feel bad.
As Rodney King put it during the 1992 Los Angeles riots “Can’t we all just get along?”
For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.
~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
When I came across this quote, I had to stop and think of the powerful meaning behind this seemingly simple statement. I thought about something that happened at work on Friday and left me seething for a good portion of the day and I had to keep reminding myself that the person who threw me under the bus has moved on, but yet I could not. So if I go according to this than I lost about 5 or 6 hours of happiness Friday. Now that really burns me up. 😡
But I did come up with a really good revenge plan. 👿 bahwahwah
This was me today.
What does “you talk white mean?”
“Why can’t we all just get along?”
Life’s a bitch. Then you die.
Is Disney really the happiest place on earth?
People are crazy!
I need to get off my lazy ass and go to the gym. I can officially pinch more than an inch.
I’m ready to go home? (actually I said that out loud)
Is it time to go home yet? Damn!
I need to go to Target and get: toothpaste, laundry detergent, . . . Call my hairdresser. What else do I need from Target? Milk, Orange Juice, storage bin, . . . Oh crap, I forgot to call the allergist. Call the bookstore. (this was by far the most focused thought I had all day, and that’s not saying to much!)
Even though this isn’t a squirrel moment. I was having one at the time. A coworker was talking to me and all I heard were the sounds the adults make in Charlie Brown when they’re talking to the kids. I had to stop her and say, “Sorry I wasn’t listening.”