I was once a slave
A slave to people's ideas and opinions.
A conformist really.
If I wasn't conforming
I was rebelling
Against my better judgement.
I did this until I saw this same characteristic in somebody else.
A sponge that absorbed everybody's opinions but their own.
It was ugly.
It was pathetic.
It made me loath myself.
Because I saw it in somebody else, I realized how it MUST look on me.
I realized that I have a mind of my own
So... can I not come up with original ideas of my own?
Can I not comprehend and develop an opinion on what is happening around me?
Why should I lock my subconscious along with my opinions in a cage to make room for other people's ideas?
Today, I analysed somebody's opinion and reasoned it wasn't best for it to be MY opinion.
That's when I realized that I just freed myself from a part of my mental slavery.
So... some emancipation was accomplished today.
& it feels good.
A slave to people's ideas and opinions.
A conformist really.
If I wasn't conforming
I was rebelling
Against my better judgement.
I did this until I saw this same characteristic in somebody else.
A sponge that absorbed everybody's opinions but their own.
It was ugly.
It was pathetic.
It made me loath myself.
Because I saw it in somebody else, I realized how it MUST look on me.
I realized that I have a mind of my own
So... can I not come up with original ideas of my own?
Can I not comprehend and develop an opinion on what is happening around me?
Why should I lock my subconscious along with my opinions in a cage to make room for other people's ideas?
Today, I analysed somebody's opinion and reasoned it wasn't best for it to be MY opinion.
That's when I realized that I just freed myself from a part of my mental slavery.
So... some emancipation was accomplished today.
& it feels good.
