Sunday, April 26, 2026

Hidden meanings in the Heuristic self

 When I told a friend of mine today that I don't accept if my intentions are "toyed" with on no uncertain terms, and they show their true colors. I am glad to find out in the end - they are nothing worth the time it took to get to know them. All I said: was that I refuse to be underestimated (paraphrased) and he didn't want to hear me say it. For whatever reason. Moral consideration is a two way street but it's not how everyone runs the race.

There are times in life I reason out loud'. Other times I reason - I do it to privately consume what others do not know. IT takes on a life of its own.
The times I reason out loud - I do it to teach the world what it's like to have learned and unlearned from past behavior.
I use Facebook as medium to accomplish this. And I do it well.
I do it so well it gets to an ascertaining ability, that some have the right to appreciate or not. No one is forced to relate back to me.
I suppose saying things as fairly as I do my best to - does not to offend, in no intent to have offended.
I will keep posting despite the headless horseman that label these encounters as prescribed. (It's been a good day.)
What I will never accept is a person's cowardice in life. We've all been there. You know the copout types. I refuse to be one of the many - so much the few.
In conclusion - I think using Facebook as a vehicle is as real as real life gets. Everyone is not skilled at it. Other's live in a vacuum and do not know how. That is not up for me to decide. But to insult me then backpaddle based on your personal inadequacy is not mine to be guilty of. Further to finding out. What I learned today is that many feel the same way about me. I have people I love. I don't love everyone - especially the same that treat me like a criminal deviant on this medium - you know who you are.
What I said to this individual before he came back to delete his interaction with me - can be interpreted in one thing and the word isn't kind with me. It's the work of a coward. I call out cowards, but will never copout to one.
I've been accused of being a keyboard warrior with no due recourse to facilitate my views.
I've been accused of the privilege of living vicariously through Facebook, because what I write is not in touch with reality. Therefore, my lack of living like everyone else seems to bother people that read my (free) content. Because Facebook isn't reality.
Well - I guess my efforts change the way you've looked at the world.
I use Facebook as a free publishing tool because so many unlike myself know how to. I refuse to blame myself for the misgiving of other's that pretend they don't know the difference.
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