Is it just me, or are more and more human beings unable to cope?
Is there no such thing, or remnant of, the strong and silent or stern and determined.
Does everyone feel obligated recently to piss and moan?
In the world in general.........
Are we as a species incapable of enduring hardship? Must every molehill be exaggerated into an insurmountable obstacle? Does our environment somehow sap testosterone from our being?
I've come across more whiny little twits in the past few weeks then I've encountered in the past few years.
I don't want to know what bothers you. I don't want to hear the reasons you've latched on to or manifested - to justify any shortcomings and problems you have. Whether real or perceived.
BUCK UP.
SHUT UP.
Get a stiff upper lip. Remain calm and carry on. Endure some hardship, it makes the goal sweeter.
Work through problems. Strive for a better life. Be happy about something. Accentuate the positive. For God's sake stop WHINING.
If I hear one more bum or sad - sorry s.o.b. rant incessantly with jealousy, criticism, and negativity I may end up moving to the woods.
Are there no men? No solid, unwavering, stoic vestiges of dignity remaining? Has our culture actually lowered to the dregs of self pity and disdain so that none remain accountable for their own condition?
Has media and medication skewed the true measures of quality in this life? Does anyone remain, anyone rigid in their dignity, anyone steadfast in matters of principle?
It seems so easy to complain, to blame away with excuses the inconveniences of life.
I seldom encounter individuals genuinely content in their being. I rarely come across humble souls grateful for the tangible riches they possess.
Are worldly riches and material things the measure of success? Is health, happiness, family, and friends of any value this day?
I have little tolerance remaining for those who passionately wax poetically in regards to trivial things. My life is inundated with the shallow, the superficial, and the misguided sheep.
Crybabies.
Infants masquerading as adults. Complaining and cursing. Have they no connection to true misery and suffering? Has our system convinced the masses that their wants carry more importance than their needs?
Too often people are mistaken about their rights. We should all pursue happiness, we are not entitled to it.
Next time you see me. When I ask, "how's it going", do me a favor and just lie to me. Tell me everything's fine. Say that you're having a good day. I really don't want to hear about your problems. Negativity is contagious. I've come across so much lately that I might need a transfusion.
There are other topics and arts to conversation than pissing and moaning about everything.
From now until the day I die I will smile at every man who's been convinced that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. I'll cheerfully embrace every individual who could have, and would have, been doing better had it not been for whatever hand life has dealt them. In the end, if enough of these smiles and well wishes multiply, some progress can be made towards equilibrium.
Lately the crybabies have me outnumbered.
Is there no such thing, or remnant of, the strong and silent or stern and determined.
Does everyone feel obligated recently to piss and moan?
In the world in general.........
Are we as a species incapable of enduring hardship? Must every molehill be exaggerated into an insurmountable obstacle? Does our environment somehow sap testosterone from our being?
I've come across more whiny little twits in the past few weeks then I've encountered in the past few years.
I don't want to know what bothers you. I don't want to hear the reasons you've latched on to or manifested - to justify any shortcomings and problems you have. Whether real or perceived.
BUCK UP.
SHUT UP.
Get a stiff upper lip. Remain calm and carry on. Endure some hardship, it makes the goal sweeter.
Work through problems. Strive for a better life. Be happy about something. Accentuate the positive. For God's sake stop WHINING.
If I hear one more bum or sad - sorry s.o.b. rant incessantly with jealousy, criticism, and negativity I may end up moving to the woods.
Are there no men? No solid, unwavering, stoic vestiges of dignity remaining? Has our culture actually lowered to the dregs of self pity and disdain so that none remain accountable for their own condition?
Has media and medication skewed the true measures of quality in this life? Does anyone remain, anyone rigid in their dignity, anyone steadfast in matters of principle?
It seems so easy to complain, to blame away with excuses the inconveniences of life.
I seldom encounter individuals genuinely content in their being. I rarely come across humble souls grateful for the tangible riches they possess.
Are worldly riches and material things the measure of success? Is health, happiness, family, and friends of any value this day?
I have little tolerance remaining for those who passionately wax poetically in regards to trivial things. My life is inundated with the shallow, the superficial, and the misguided sheep.
Crybabies.
Infants masquerading as adults. Complaining and cursing. Have they no connection to true misery and suffering? Has our system convinced the masses that their wants carry more importance than their needs?
Too often people are mistaken about their rights. We should all pursue happiness, we are not entitled to it.
Next time you see me. When I ask, "how's it going", do me a favor and just lie to me. Tell me everything's fine. Say that you're having a good day. I really don't want to hear about your problems. Negativity is contagious. I've come across so much lately that I might need a transfusion.
There are other topics and arts to conversation than pissing and moaning about everything.
From now until the day I die I will smile at every man who's been convinced that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. I'll cheerfully embrace every individual who could have, and would have, been doing better had it not been for whatever hand life has dealt them. In the end, if enough of these smiles and well wishes multiply, some progress can be made towards equilibrium.
Lately the crybabies have me outnumbered.
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