(Pessimist or optimist?}
{2003-03-11} {10:18 p.m.}
I am thinking about making a new diary link so I can have a special place to put my poems. I have too many and not enough to share it seems. Friends and other people are shouting at me to make a book, or do something to be recognized. I could care less about fame or fortune. That's so not me. I’d just rather be accepted for me among my peers. It’s an old time-honored tradition as far back as I can remember. I know of a time when I would worry about who liked and who didn’t and always wondered why. It took me along time to realize that I had no need in losing sleep over any of it. It’s just a fact of life; and you can’t change it. You can’t transform yourself into what others want. It’s just best to change yourself for who YOU want to be. Physically we all know ourselves and what we can be. Yet at times in the flesh we are recognized as something diverse, or someone special. . It all depends on if that other being is optimistic or pessimistic. True that confidence will take you many places; but that bright self-assurance from others will take us further. I know my insecurities and my boundaries. Sometimes I don’t pay attention to my limitations and go too far, or not far enough. My interest isn’t to be “noticed”, but to be appreciated. My dreams are either half full or half empty. How do you look at your surroundings? Are the settings in your life the back-drop of a play? Do you dwell on yourself? Or amuse yourself? So many questions. So little time. Where is your self-confidence positioned? Some people say that significance doesn’t matter. I say it holds as much importance as the meaning of “value”. The magnitude of life is simply a point in time where we all try to find our niche in a recessed uncovered path on our walk of life; leaving us feeling exposed and naked to the real truth that we can’t find. Are you a pessimist or an optimist? A gloomy-Gus? Or an idealist?
-Confuzzled-