Just the way we are I think.
The first to get corrupted is innocence.
This is just the way we do things. From birth we corrupt the innocence and open minded thinking of a child and introduce our own views. We might never agree but we at least should try not to try and change others. Or so I was thinking today.
Art: Lost in my Thoughts by Geograpcics
I am lost
in thoughts
of what could
have been.
Dreams
gathered
little fantasies
of this girl
I seen.
Cradled
in a hand
I am lost
in the days
I have lived
so long ago
fathers
worried
expectations
for this girl
to grow
Smiling
innocence
I am lost
in the happiness
of the nights
you’d wept
hearts
silenced
before the sun
of the girl
who slept
Screaming
pain and sadness
I am lost
in nightmares
to keep me
awake at night
my hands
that carried
her one last time.
My little angel
taking flight.
Fallen
in silence and darkness
I am lost
in thoughts
of what could
have been.
Emptiness
of where was a heart
with tears
washing away
the smiles.
Hiding in corners
from the world.
I am Lost
In thoughts
missing you!
©Ranting Crow2014-’16
Just a few words that came floating up inside me during my nightly walk! Or what was left of the words.
Art by Benjamin Carbonne
I am human
flawed in many ways
sharp around the edges
I recite the words written
with a burning desire
to express that
what is
weighing me down.
Each word a moment
of silence
a breath
in an immense universe.
Filled to the brim
with emptiness
and honesty.
Spoken in whispers
silencing the screams
I stand before you.
Percussion of a heart
the humming of the soul.
embracing sweet love,
fighting bitter anger.
Exerting a saint to
hide my sinner.
I am human
flawed in many ways
But I am learning to stand
as my own
on my own
Just like you!
©Ranting Crow2014-’16
I am always in awe how news programs and sometimes even reality shows can get a hand on an expert to explain what MIGHT have happened. Basically they are in a show second guessing with little information to begin with.
This kind of judgement is pretty out of place in a world where we want facts and still have a love for live news where they can philosophy about a happening for an entire day. As new information seeps in other more clear pictures are made. To a point that it even seems that the expert on telly has found the cause before the investigators. Oh there is a word.
Why in the hell is the expert on telly and the expert investigator working his or her ass off? Something is amiss here and makes me wonder who the expert really is. True he might have done some studies, but should he not be out in the field and practising in his expertise.
How reliable is an expert talking about a train wreck. Even I can say the investigators have to do research and see if it was a human error or a mechanical/ system error. One does need a so called expert that clearly is getting overpaid to tell me these things. The extra value isn’t there but it looks cool and makes the program look smart. It may have been a lightning strike. This is in fact a topic going on today. And guess what?
The investigator and expert on the scene has already shared that information with us. This brings back memories about a moan I did on the fact we repeat everything till it is chewed up and buried like a cow does with grass. We keep coughing it up to chew some more on it with in a span of 3 minutes we hear 4 people tell the exact same thing.
Still and expert opinion is one that we take to heart and for TV it looks professional if you have one at your disposal for whatever grand disaster happens.
To cough up some old news. MHA17. We all seen the after math we all heard every countries expert have their say and come up with some explanation on what happened. It was all in conjuncture of the available information. And recently a plane on its way to Egypt vanished.
The first thing on everyone’s mind these days is terrorist attack. You can imagine just how it is engraved in our brain to have to think that before anything else. After that comes the many hypothesis we can come up with about the usual suspects. Human or mechanical failure.
This is but a start of a moan.
But we never hear of the expert when they made a mistake. Or it gets hidden and buried under a pile of paperwork until a reporter does his job to uncover the cover-up. This happens in the medical world for example. We all know this but never ask about it though, just like the news. We take it for what it is. An expert’s opinion.
On another hand we see that experts are learning and changing their story to accommodate the new information they recently learned. I think the health food addicts and doctors together with a dietician do a good job in that department. Always coming up with even better ways than the previous opinion.
Egg bad, egg good. And the newest hit might well be that we end up needing a little amount of animal fats in our diet.
No matter how we look at things, these things are happening without us questioning the value of the information.
These days we all have become experts. Or a better way to formulate this is that everyone has an opinion, including me. Son as the news arrives our brains are on overdrive and coming up with hypothesis and opinions on what might have happened. As if we were on the scene doing the investigator work. We are so obviously obsessed we want to know everything only to forget it at a later date.
A recent development is that we are more and more into wanting to know how a celebrity died. I am not sure why we want to know or the importance of that fact.
Yesterday a great man has lived its human time and transcended into the realm of unknown in a peaceful manner.
As the development has dictated an autopsy will be carried out. To determine cause of death. Now in some way I understand it can give peace of mind to the family as well as a shock if the result is not as wanted. Death does that either way, it never is what we the living wanted. But what does little joe me have to do with this. Why would this be important enough to tell me? Does it hold any information worth remembering?
Our mind works on an autopilot. The brain does not have to think as it gates all information relative, important or garbage fed through the media. Every opinion is given by experts we copy without question and call ourselves experts after.
It has become a weird occurrence in my eyes as I see more people calling upon the experts. To look smart and professional it is something that needs to be done. And at the same time we forget the real experts working hard and trying to find the reason for things happening. They are a dying breed if you ask me since all experts are personalities on TV preying on their information and get eaten alive.
My expert opinion.
Wait for the last letter is written down in a report and read it. That is if we can read it. Not everything needs to be explained to us Joes Mundanes. I get we want more transparency when it involves information. I get we want to know what banks are doing with our money.
It never would have been an issue if we kept being honest and stopped being greedy for money or information. Just an opinion from a Ranting Crow
PS. Yes I am back with aches all over. Legs muscles so tight I was hardly able to stand up this weekend. Blisters the size of thumbs. But a mind set free again and wanting to go out again.
Not so crazy as it sounds and we all are guilty of the fact we censor ourselves and the world. Pretty simple since we decide what to share and what not, it is a given choice and we use it. This is but one way of how we perceive and or apply it.
Share your opinion, be frank and let us learn from each other.
The true meaning lies in how we use it and what we censor. We even uphold certain believes that it is the right thing to do. Being it better for the world around us. Yet how much of the truth is written in that argument.
Would I share my opinion here and now, I would argue that censoring might as well be withholding information.
Pretty cruel even for me. But there are so many ways to censor the world.
As mentioned, withholding information is one thing. It is not yet a lie but close to. Even I can argue that keeping things out of the mentioned within a conversation is about protecting or not wanting to hurt the other. Aren’t we a nice bunch, thinking of someone else. But why thought. Do we think so little of them? Are they weak in our opinion?
On what do we assess what we are willing to share. Are they friends, family or are they a co-worker. Maybe they are a stranger. WE decide they do not need to know a certain part of information. O we tone it down so it doesn’t blow them away while being honest.
Clearly being considerate is a good trait in any human being. But would it not also be respectful to simply be honest and straightforward.
This might be where people clash in their thought. Are we not all taught to always be honest and truthful. And at the same time be respectful and kind. Be sure to consider the other person’s feelings. Though are they as weak as they are made out to be.
It is not very respectful to look down on someone but we pe their head and censor ourselves so we won’t hurt them. Protect them with a slight distorted truth.
Am I, by any chance, cutting corners and be blunt. Maybe. But why should I keep things to myself. What is wrong with the idea to spill all and share in order to learn from you. Hearing your view in exchange to which I can alter my opinions if needed be. And I am pretty sure you want me to be honest with you.
In short, Censorship is used to lie or alter a truth slightly to make it lies hurtful. Knowing full well lying is being disrespectful.
Have we made it so hard on ourselves that we can’t even be sure anymore what is right or wrong. Finding that middle way is becoming harder and harder this way. But we wiggle and squirm around corners and obstacles to try.
The other censorship is more known. Sticking age restrictions on everything, taking away books ad magazines that have become forbidden. For our protection and safety.
Funny how it is decided that we need protection. Even more funny we do it to as mentioned above. We are being looked down upon by a group of people who think they know better. Who will bend a rule so it fits a need. The need to protect someone.
The bigger question and my thought for the day. Do we need protection from the truth?
Truth being another story and altered throughout the years of that I am sure.
Looking around I see so many contradictions it becomes hard to decide what is right or wrong.
We teach children facts and truths, but withhold some information as we deem them not fit for the children. Fair enough the older they get the more we teach them to think for themselves and find out some facts that were not told when they were little. At the same time they hit walls as people still believe they should not know everything. And no matter how old we are we are still get deceived.
Maybe we want to be, of that I am not entirely sure. We were not taught how to deal with that.
That was the task of parents. To teach us morals and other social skills.
Yep we were told to always be honest and the older we got the more we saw deceit and some kind of censorship. And to be considerate and always protect others. Keep them from harm. And just like a play we play our role and do as we seen and are taught.
In some way we have all decided that certain information is suited for a particular age group. And fair enough we do not need to tell toddlers how people were killed in WWII. But what about when we are adults. Are we not capable of knowing right from wrong we still need protection in the form of censorship or even a hidden truth.
This is a very global view of things and even if you read all this. You know it is all I wanted to say for today. Should I have said things differently? Maybe. But I will only have known that if I had more information or other opinions. And instead of choosing your words why not be honest. I am a big boy If I can’t handle the truth I won’t be able to face the world.
Everything I told here is but a small part of the moments we choose our words or what we want to say. I am sure we do not want to be looked down upon when we want to be able to look people in the eyes. And be told what is safe and what is not. I may not be right but I am right to share it with you and maybe even find what is right someday if one is willing to listen and share their thoughts.
The Crow is a simple man who picks his brains and spills them across his blog. Blood turning into ink, his Clawed Feather moves around by heart and body forming the words. His various Brain Spills consist of Rants. Opinions, Thoughts, Stories and even some Poetry.
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