Ang Mga Tula

How to be human

I've been feeling way too neutral, maybe, that it matter no more how people see me at their own point of view. It's not that I've lost care, I just don't show too much of what I feel and that's fine.

Maybe this is the kind of stage for young adults where they mostly thrive not to collapse. Wherein it felt like they've been struggling a little too long at the swamp they have tripped— and of fear of facing glaring eyes; they stayed there until fully covered with whatever they've felt comfortable with before such horror.

I, at such extent, understand where they were coming from—even before recognizing the chaotic reality they've been living in. The pain their eyes have been speaking to each people they are about to meet; asking whether, will they ever see it transparently or they can but they could not just be of help. I am of no help myself. I am of no help even to myself.

We are all hopeless if we keep on relying at somebody's perception, you see. People read of hoping to understand more about humanity and even at more wondrous being. We have learned, perhaps a lot, at how much our brain could carry that it eventually began to have its own life... Terrifying yet incredible!

I found out later on, after a thorough observation, being neutral and an observer makes us less of a problem to society. If we care less to negative perception makes us more of a human. If we care more about what's good for ourselves and give a little portion of what's ours, makes us incredible.

Mind over matter, they said, and I have agreed. Incredible three words yet its definition might sell as one of the best selling inspirational article.

B.M.
Just blabbering nonsense here, please go on.