Dr. Ferrari said there is no such thing as good people or bad people, just people who make good or bad decisions. But I have to say I disagree with him, because I'm a firm believer that people are the culmination of their actions. People are more than their actions because they have the capacity for change, so their whole of their sum parts is not limited to solely their choices and actions. However, when it comes down to the choices people make over and over, no matter how small or large, there is no denying it speaks on their personhood.
Of course, I don't claim to be the sole purveyor in the doling of an objective "good" or "bad". What I do claim to be is the only person fully aware of my reality, just as anybody else sees what I see through their exclusive lens. The subjectivity of good and bad is relevant in the judgment of others, but my issue does not lay with the determining of any person's value, simply my compatibility with them.
Of the potentially infinite amount of decisions one can make as to how they navigate the world, what's been most pressing on my mind lately has been who people choose to surround themselves with. It's not so much the matter that people have influence on those close to them, although they absolutely do. It is moreso that the object of dedicated time is a moral reflection of within. The measurement of morality is once again not a constant of humanity, but stems from each individual's reality. I can't say striving for instant gratification or the primary pursuit of superficial endeavors is necessarily amoral, but it steadfastly does not align with what I find important or worthwhile. I'm not immune to these or any other number of vices, but I place active effort to not let them be the principal or ruling factors in my life. I don't care negatively enough for the specificity of these examples to serve as an epitomization of what I reject. Moreover it is intended to be a picture for a much larger way of living.
In speaking of moral reflection, I am very grateful to have my best friends in my life. People are attracted to similarity and although I do think we share so many attributes, similitude is a concept on the backburner of what I'm trying to convey. The states in which they each go about being human beings are that of which I am so glad to exist alongside. People are the culmination of their choices, and theirs as of late are to write for me every day and hold me for hours when I can't stop crying. And that is only as it pertains to me; They are so much more in how they exist during every moment when the only people watching are themselves.
I've said the only thing I can be certain of is that I can't leave myself, but they are so much a part of me that they're included. If not in proximity, then in our love.
