Just one piece of rubbish can change your world

It amazes me sometimes, when I bother to notice, how much people can ignore. I guess that's the first sign that something's wrong, that I only notice when it's convenient for me. These days one can walk down the road and see so much wrong with the world just in that small glimpse of our lives. You notice the rubbish lying in the gutter when there is a rubbish bin with the iconic "be a tidy kiwi" not 5 meters away. You notice the group of young teams aimlessly wandering around causing nothing but havoc and trouble. You notice the mother with 5 young children and obvious signs that the father is no longer involved in raising those precious ones of the next generation. You notice the young mother lighting up a cigarrette with her friend even while she nurses her 3 month old baby.
I ask myself, what is wrong with this picture? Is it ignorance?
I think not, for the reason that we are bombarded every day by government messages that tell us these things are wrong, if for no other reason than the fact that they could and have been sued by people willing to give a damn for their own profit.
No, I think what's wrong with this world is apathy. People know what's going on, they just don't care anymore. They don't have a reason to change where they're at. They don't have any hope anymore
I think all this to myself as I walk down the road.
Then I realize, I'm the one who has the hope inside of me, and I'm not doing anything about it. A very wise man once said, "Take the log out of your own eye before trying to dig the speck out of your neighbor's." In other words, get your own self doing something instead of spending all your energy yelling at everyone else to do something.
If I started to give a damn, and actually did something, I wouldn't be as frustrated with everyone else not doing anything. I would be actually living for something greater.
So I challenge myself, tell someone you love them, live a life worth following, and bend over and pick up one bit of rubbish.
If all of us picked up one piece of rubbish, how different would our world look; let alone if we started living like the person next to us was as important as ourselves.

I wanna be a real boy

Have  you ever met one of those people who is guarded? I'm sure you have, since everyone you met is human, has been hurt, and therefore is somewhat guarded. Its a defense mechanism built into the human psyche. Its a protection that happens.

Sometimes it comes out from in insecurity. "Perhaps they won't like the real me," you say. So you put up an idea of the ideal you, or what you perceive what others would want to see.

I don't want to see the "ideal" you. That person is fake. I want to get to know you. I want to get past the insecurities. If you are putting in the time and effort to get to know me, its just rude and misleading to throw up an image to keep you from the real me.

I want to be a real boy. I want you to see me as I am, and accept me. Warts and all. I don't want to come up and talk to your abrasive shield that you put up. Do both of us a favor and show the real self.

Does this mean I shouldn't change though if there are truly offensive parts of me?

No. If I truly care about you, which I should, I need to care about you enough to change those things so I don't hurt you. If I have an anger issue, I need to find out what's causing that anger so I don't trigger your defense again. I don't want you to open yourself up only for me to hurt you again.

But I want to know you. The only way I'll get less offensive and more effective as your friend and companion is to know the real you, and know what edges of myself I need to knock off. I will hurt you. That's a promise, although one I wish wouldn't happen. But, as an old proverb says, "as iron sharpens iron, so the countenance of one man sharpens another."

What will come will be even more beautiful and inspiring than what would have.

I would rather be scarred and still be flesh than totally calloused and covered over.

Where do we go from here?

Dear Blog

I have started you out of a desire to get my thoughts outside my head and onto the world wide web. I hope you will be a source of inspiration and excitement to myself and others. 

Your purpose will be to spread revolutionary thoughts and ideas that have the potential to change lives and nations. I do not desire to speak religious man talk, but to talk in real life language about real life situations that really happen. 

This is why you have been created. Kindly serve your purpose

P.S. Remember to have fun!