I think I feel uncomfortable being around people that judge...too much...
But I know I'm a hypocrite in saying that, because I criticise too,
I really wish it wasn't so... I tend to observe one habit and generalise the individual,
it's instant and fast - there's no room for opportunity...
I abhor this about myself so much. I wish I could stop and accept things the way they are...
I guess beauty is when blemishes are present, the art movement Expressionism
is one of my favourite because it embraces mistakes as part of the artwork,
for example Van Gogh..his paintings are full of mistakes
yet they're beautiful mistakes and all work together to form a perfect painting.
Perhaps I've also become tired of my parents seeing blemishes of an individual
rather than their good side. It's always easy to identify flaws, but knowing and not judging is best...
how can I expect perfection.. when I'm full of blemishes myself... as the beatles puts it..
Lets just... let it be.. hehe
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