It’s been a while since my last piece. I’m not sure if it’s because I thought I didn’t have anything worthy to say, or because of what I might say. It’s quite daunting, not being able to articulate a certain feeling or putting it into context. I imagine it’s much like writing a song and not being able to get the melody to go with the lyrics. Thanks to the “break it down” concept, it comes down to just getting on with it. The rest will follow, hopefully. Something I’ve learned over the past 6 or so months. You can think about something and plan how you want to get something done, dreams, ideas – whatever. But no amount of “dreaming” will ever amount to much more than that if you don’t do something other than trusting in the universe. This may seem obvious but to those of us who are lovers of dreams don’t take to well to this idea. Reality seems like an invasion of this deeply personal landscape and questions like “what if I lose my ability to imagine?” or “what if I become just another drone!”. Truth is, I lived only to dream and thankfully my vicious wake up call forced me to re-evaluate my mindset. My single desire became to be busy, and productive and more than anything – FOCUSED! Day by day the rules I set for myself are becoming the driving force behind my journey and I certainly have a clearer vision of what it is I want to achieve, without having lost the sense of wonder.
RANDOM THOUGHTS – THE UNDERSTATED JEWEL OF CREATIVITY.
If you’ve woken up from a dream that made absolutely no sense, not even starring anyone you’ve ever seen in person or crazy looking creatures. You’ve probably wondered, “Holy fudge brain, what were you thinking?” And then there are the daily random, seemingly irrelevant thoughts that pop up in our minds, only to discarded because WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT! Perhaps this is because of conventional conditioning, as in stick to the rational; if it makes no sense then it must be non-sense! Bull twang! What if those random pop ups are our creative and intuitive ideas trying to get our attention. We might not know what the message is yet or what to do with them. But if you push them to one side, you’ll never know. All works of art, be it music, writing, hell anything creative, are born out of randomness. So next time a fleeting random thought flashes through your mind, give it a little more attention. You never know where it could take you and if anybody dares to call you batshit crazy for having them, well the jokes on them… can’t imagine a life with no creative thoughts no matter how irrelevant or seemingly insignificant they may be. Embrace the random – if not for the pioneers of the afore mentioned, we would be “admiring” blank pieces of art, bland food an oh so dull and underwhelming books. So go on, dance with the random, there’s much fun to be had…
STOP SMILING AT ME!!! A command thrown at me on many occasions, certainly not with good intent. So why does a presumably friendly facial expression evoke such a dramatic response? ?Various sites would have me believe that smiling when cornered in a negative space make me (WTF!) passive aggressive. UPPER case is more passive aggressive thank you very much! After some “pondering within” it (no surprises here) would seem that me smiling in the face of adversity is the equivalent of having a resting bitch face. It’s just what I do. And people in so called authority do not appreciate it. What happens when you throw gasoline on a fire or in this case get angrier when your nemesis is smiling? The smile becomes a barely hold-back-able “uhuh”. And then the inevitable laughter – oh the laughter!
Not exactly ideal for situations that require one to be little more professional and crying is simply not an option. I imagine the required response would be to quiver and look pathetically fearful of the wrath that has been unleashed by the tyrant. The inability to be commanded into retreat, be it in an argument on professional or personal terms, seems an impossible feat because in all honesty, it’s pretty much the same as negotiating with terrorists. It’s your own sanity and integrity that are being held hostage. So returning to the question of why some characters are so offended by “that” smile… Well it’s not the quite the expected response. As “normal” humans, people are so conditioned to expect certain responses be it negative or positive that when they don’t get the predicted reaction, they simply don’t know how to handle the situation which then leads to ultimate STOP SMILING AT ME.
And so the dance battle begins again… But with a shake of the head added this time!
Sarcasm vs. Snarkiness = SNARCASM
That’s the basis for today’s plot. I thought of comparing sarcasm to snarkiness by turning it into some sort of verbal hybrid. Turns out that’s exactly what snarky is according the wiktionary. Sarcasm + nasty = snarky! So, then I don’t really need to explain what this is about do I? Unless of course you’re not familiar with any of the above terms and/or meanings (see what I did there)?
People seem to have a major problem with sarcasm. I on the other hand find its a wonderful way of opening the doors of communication between like minded ironically scornful beings. Kind of like the greeting that fellow Trekkies do, only more verbal. See, to me therein lays the difference between sarcasm and being snarky. Sarcasm is scornful indeed, adding irony to the mix implies a certain amount of intelligence and wit, and good vocabulary. Not that that snarkyness is any less intelligent I think it just comes from a more malicious place than the former scornful approach. In fact, it (snarky) is described as “having a rude critical tone”. So it’s kind of like manslaughter against murder in the first degree murder!
The most annoying thing about making a sarcastic comment and it not getting recognition it deserves, will usually just be met annoyance that you’ve wasted your talent on an idiot. Being snarky on the other hand – well let me give you an example: Snarky person gets called at home, on a landline and answers. The caller asks “Hi, are you home?” Snarky answers “are you really this fucking stupid? How else am I going to answer my phone at home if I’m not at home”, etc ad nauseam.
There are many examples out there, point being – sarcasm is way of life. You either have it or you don’t. Snarkyness, well that’s just plain permanent narrative in the form of PMS!