Venting ( From Inside My Head)

The days are filled with questions, way too many to find the answers often times.

What is it that we seek to define this life?

Every day it is a new awareness to what you did not know, something else to add to the many thoughts that cover the day. Something else to fill the mind of how short this time is on earth. Something else that can make you feel that you are the best (or maybe not so much) that you can be my mind wonders.

Why is it that the world only accepts us by the number of likes we have or the number of zero’s that we have in our financial portfolio?  Why can’t we just love because we are to?

I mean even for myself I want to share my life on social media almost by force because not doing so you cannot market to the masses. I mean admittedly our world has grown to million-dollar status’s by subscribing and liking a person’s post. Not even thinking that the rarest and truest post are not made public. And if by chance they, are it aligns to abnormalcy (we are after all human with faults).

I am lost in the game of post (for all social media forms) and honestly prefer the life of simplicity that is private and unassuming. But how am I to share my story? To share who I am becoming; or even just to position myself for the viral overnight success story if the vehicle to get me there is the same one, I don’t want to ride? Talking about an oxymoron.

And I gravitate to the why of it all.

My conclusion is that I want the advantage of notoriety but not the public exposure that can lead to judgement of me not being perfect. You know exactly what I mean, I know you do.

To live up to the expectation of others ladders whereby inevitably you do not measure up. Just let me stay behind the scenes and trust the process of work so that in due season I will reap.

Can I get an Amen?

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