I choose

I choose not to be bothered by anyone's attitude but mine alone. I choose to ignore pain sent from others meant to belittle me, I choose to see such insults are reflections of oneself. I choose to not humor my ego by taking offense to such statements and reacting with hurt, for it's just emotions triggered by conditioning, and to give it attention would be the biggest failure, for with attention I imply that I am limited to that. Which none of us are. My silence is my acceptance. And my reaction is my weakness. I am looking for the truth of who I am, and there are many challenges. Much aid...but many challenges. I can not hear your thoughts...you can not hear mine...neither of us can find the source of thoughts, once looked at it vanishes, why should I praise a thing so elusive, so smokey. I have troubles within myself, like Plato said 'Be kind, for everyone is fighting a hard battle' And that includes the people who treat you how they feel they should be treated...like crap....which I can now understand, and for now I can not get upset with...For I know I have done the same thing, and the importance is to find out why......We all have our self image and we're always battling, and comparing them. Most of us.....I am so very tired of it.....If my tendencies arise I let them arise.......I let them have their play......And Also I watch it...I don't act it....It's automatic, therefore I can spectate it you could say..... Watch it's waves and how it goes, seeing the reasoning it had me in a daze....I choose to do what it takes to wake up from the dream.