Carefree in a care free world

• Carefree in a care free world

Let it slide off like water on a duck's back. Swim through life listening to sounds of lake water moving peacefully around. Webbed feet paddling underneath, just below the water. Oh, the joy of being a duck. How often do people go around bothering ducks? I mean, people go out of their way to feed ducks at local park ponds. Sometimes, even chase ducks for fun. Follow them running 'quack, quack'. We have songs about ducks. Ducks are so much fun, and cute, all the time. They taste good too, but I'm going to keep it positive.

Life is fragile. So many people care so deeply about everyone else, that they group together to attack individuals doing their own thing. Dressing like Goths, running around with pants hanging down, or reading a book 24/7. These people have their lives; let them live it. Why care about what they are doing. Most of all, why care about what other people think of you. This is your life, live it truthfully. Be a duck, beautiful and floating on by doing what you do. Obviously don't hurt each other. Be nice to one another, please.

In general, people don't care about you. They care just enough to bust your hump, or attack you for doing you. But they don't care. They care about themselves. Oddly, they care about how you think of them. It's one big paradox really. Though, there are a small group of people out there that march to their own drum. And no, I am not talking about Charles Manson. I am talking about Steve Jobs, Robin Williams, Albert Einstein; as a small example, these people changed this world in a way that was influencing us.

Influencing us because we cared enough to see what they were doing. To be a part of their personal revolution in life. They didn't care what we thought of them. If we believed in their goals. They moved, hoping to inspire, and thus became a life that was influential. We should want to encourage life, not confine it to fear so people won't take chances. Live beyond who said what or why are they wearing that. Be your own light, be your sense of direction. Once in a while we need a rock thrown in water to ripple it in a positive direction.

Be the change you want to see in the world!

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I hate, hate; but most of all, what the hell

• I hate, hate; but most of all, what the hell

The traveling adventures continue: When It comes to being out networking and marketing, I am a very open person. One of my well known traits is how expressive I can become around new people, or even strangers. I know my actions can be different for every person; but what the hell!? Let me explain. I was walk around New York City creating conversation with people. I walk up to groups, but rarely will I approach a single standing person. I want people to feel comfortable. However last night was different. I kept seeing individuals walking small cute dogs. Seeing this, I would look at a dog, not the person, and say to myself “Aw, look a puppy, cute puppy” And variations on that.

What am I getting at!? Oh, so there was this old lady walking her dog and I said the aforementioned statement and she says back to me “Asshole.” First off, her dog didn't bark, jump at me, look at me, or try and take her master for a run. It just kept on its way. Second, I only said it to myself, not her. The funnier part was I turned to one of my friends and said, “Did she just call me an asshole?”, and then I hear her say “Fagot.” Let me get the puns out of the way; A) do I look like a bundle of sticks? B) I am not a cigarette. Okay, with that out of the way; I was very confused by this moment as I think people should be a little nicer in life. To boot, my sexual preference is not determinate by how much I like puppies.

Her cruelty made me think about how often I am kind and open. My life is about making people laugh and entertain their emotions in a positive way. So when this lady said what she said, and all the rest of it, I also got to thinking how calling me a Fagot isn't an insult. She didn't understand situational context since I am not a homosexual. Clearly she wasn't utilizing the other terminologies of Fagot. I did place into consideration that she was very old and maybe Fagot was an insult back in the day. To me, I wish I could have just made her smile. I did nothing wrong, and maybe she wanted to be in her own space. But I was talking to myself at the time. You can't always win with people, but what the hell!?

Speak to people, it is more entertaining than you might think... plus, they have seen a different world than you!

• Make A Right Left Here (My official page website)
• BBR Productions Inc. (Direct company link)
• Top Of The Bottom Pile (Comedy Tour I Am On)