I have a smile and an extended hand
But that smile can turn to fangs
And the hand to a fist on demand
There’s always a line in the sand
Life is tough as it is, why make it hard on yourself?
I know, I know…… overt admittance to humility is lack of humility in and of itself.
But I do consider myself nothing special. I go about my things on a day to day to day basis, you know live and let live type stuff.
I am happy to have an olive and a pickle for dinner or a 3 course meal. I’ll sleep on my bed or on the floor, actually I prefer the floor.
I wear the same style clothes, plain, no flash, clean cut, neat, no branding. I still prefer to buy high quality stuff but unless you’re a label freak, you wouldn’t know what I am wearing.
I don’t drive flash cars, I build mine. I have ridiculously scary fast cars but I leave them stock looking on the outside. You’d never pick them. Oh, and they’re early 80s and late 70s cars so are worth nothing anyway irrespective of the money spent on them.
Point in all, I just do my thing. Usually quiet, as you guessed, introverted and to myself.
Some would call normal, humble. But don’t mistake that for meekness. By no means will I be trodden on, intimidated, or lured into allowing you to treat me badly. I have a very mean, crazy side to me and I’m not alone, a lot of people do.
People who have been through shit, know not to give other people shit.
It’s usually the empty tongue prattlers that feel they can walk on others, treat them badly or misuse their kindness, gentleness or humility and assume it to be weakness.
If you’re not careful, you’ll get your front teeth knocked out quick and this doesn’t necessarily mean physically either. Don’t assume you’re the sharpest tool in the shed. There are always people smarter, tougher and crazier.
If you have a gift of words, intellect, physicality or spiritual prowess, don’t use it detrimentally. The world is still spinning and you don’t know where you’ll end up.
Don’t overstep your mark, be mindful of other people and what they may be going through.
One of the best maxims I have ever heard is ‘Give people seventy excuses.’ The wisdom in this is that by the time you get to five excuses, you’ve usually forgiven the person or gotten over whatever it is that needs to be gotten over, probably saved your front teeth too depending on what side of the problem you’re on. If you get to ten excuses and you’re still not over it, well then that’s a problem that’s inside you. If you get to seventy and you’re still not over it, then you’re just a downright piece of shit and you deserve your front teeth to be knocked out.