If there is one thing I get total energy from, it is deep conversations, which can be about something as simple as thoughts on whether or not there is another universe, well, whether myself or the person I am in a conversation believe there is. And not being a scientist of any sort, anything myself or a friend may voice with regards is purely speculation.
The only thing we can be accurate about is ourselves, right? I mean who knows me better than me? Who knows you, better than you? And who cares what other people think of us, yes at times it can be enlightening and that is on one of our defenceless days, yet more often than not, we are usually insulted by what others think.
I think what we need to do before getting all up in arms when someone gives us a description of how they perceive us to be, is ask them why they see us that way and just maybe we can learn from it or if we plan on spending a life in total solitude, who cares if we change our ways or not?
It’s not easy being under a microscope, especially when the eye looking down is not your own. I don’t think we will ever truly understand the actions, the characters of all the people in our lives, but if we give thought to what others do say, maybe we can better ourselves to a greater degree. I like a person who has a bit of mystery to them. I mean, even the great Steven Hawking hasn’t figured it all out, he professing yet to be mystified by the female gender.