Irony of Some People
The person with whom we want to avoid keeps turning up round the corner. Those whom
we miss so much seem so difficult to get near and catch up with. We put our heart and soul into something we have passion about and that is diverted from us into something trivial, or a molehill made into a mountain. We treat some people nicely and they bite back with an ungratefulness that animals don't have. We place our trust into an individual and that individual utilises the same trust to get us into an unfounded allegation.
We give out of our own free will and expect nothing back - but are quickly dropped once we are of no use to some short-sighted people. At times, I feel as if I am being challenged by parties that do not have any civilised sense of behaviour - and obviously think too much of themselves. Some pretend to make a show of smiling in front of us but bring out the sharpened knives behind my back. It may be all relative. They are even better than those who show their feeling of disgust for me only when they face me alone, but break into an unbelievable turn around pretend-friendly facade when we are not alone. Some say hello with a smile in public but whisper contrived conspiracies when they think I am not there. Some think they are so clever in never sharing but only always taking, oblivious that the givers are more intelligent than what they assume.
Some individuals hoot about their overblown titles but do not deliver. Some supervisors make a show of giving flowery bouquets to their staff but unnecessarily paint a bad picture of them when these same staff members compete with them for the same higher paid job. Others promise support for their work mates but throw up a surprise for them in a tight corner. Inexperienced individuals instinctively react with a growl when they know they know they have done something wrong, hoping I would go away, but they underestimate my option of forgiveness. Buddhism teaches me moderation; pampering can be taken for granted, and strictness is greeted with rebellion.
we miss so much seem so difficult to get near and catch up with. We put our heart and soul into something we have passion about and that is diverted from us into something trivial, or a molehill made into a mountain. We treat some people nicely and they bite back with an ungratefulness that animals don't have. We place our trust into an individual and that individual utilises the same trust to get us into an unfounded allegation.
We give out of our own free will and expect nothing back - but are quickly dropped once we are of no use to some short-sighted people. At times, I feel as if I am being challenged by parties that do not have any civilised sense of behaviour - and obviously think too much of themselves. Some pretend to make a show of smiling in front of us but bring out the sharpened knives behind my back. It may be all relative. They are even better than those who show their feeling of disgust for me only when they face me alone, but break into an unbelievable turn around pretend-friendly facade when we are not alone. Some say hello with a smile in public but whisper contrived conspiracies when they think I am not there. Some think they are so clever in never sharing but only always taking, oblivious that the givers are more intelligent than what they assume.
Some individuals hoot about their overblown titles but do not deliver. Some supervisors make a show of giving flowery bouquets to their staff but unnecessarily paint a bad picture of them when these same staff members compete with them for the same higher paid job. Others promise support for their work mates but throw up a surprise for them in a tight corner. Inexperienced individuals instinctively react with a growl when they know they know they have done something wrong, hoping I would go away, but they underestimate my option of forgiveness. Buddhism teaches me moderation; pampering can be taken for granted, and strictness is greeted with rebellion.
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