Okay!! Another day... holiday in fact... a holiday, out of plan, and gifted by the service-seekers.. ;)
Never happens though... but i'm not lying for sure, neither am I backing off from my work-life balance claim done in the INTRO... ;)
Its just an outcome of yet more dependencies... a week that started after a weekend that made me 'slog like a dog'...and this week... half of it passed in merriment.. :)
Awaited are things, but atleast for the time being I can see foreheads without those extra creases, smiles and chats all fluttering around in the place....
This makes me realise, how much are strings are leashed by our situations. We can't subside everything that we're going through. Our demaeanour does reflect a lot. No matter how true Scorpion traits we owe, no matter how hard our shell is. Pleasures just come their way through, may be in our gestures or conversations, or any or many or all of the multitude of choices we have to express ourself. Similar are the fallouts of not-so-pleasing, and other-than-pleasing situations. No matter how conceded we remain in our gestures of expression, how fortified our guard is to vent out the conscious and unconscious reactions to whatever we encounter; 'The Difference' exists... it does exist even if its not perceivable in the daylight, somewhere entrenched in the darks of our existence, its present.
Now I'm not sure how much my scribbling can actually articulate the myriad thoughts sweeping within; but htis thought has definitely given me the title for this post ;) and a theme to progress with as well...
Huhh credited to our service-seekers... I do have time to 'progress' today ;) :)
Well.. as of difference... its a thought perspective -- defined by the subject, object and the third party observer as well. Whooshhh didn't intended to make it this 'technical'. The only inent here is to speak in terms of the difference our surroundings impose on our interpretation of whatever meets our being, may those be conscious or reflex. Striking a resonance between the person experiencing (object), the entities interacting with the object (subject) and the audience to such interaction (third party observer) marks an ideal world scenario. One or the other way, our existence survives in atleast one of these roles, inclusive or exclusive of intersections.
For those flamboyant on the expressive front, things are more sort-of 'broadcasted'... their joys, vulnerabilities, achievements everything. It may create smoothies for the subjects or suffocate them as well.. The audience has plenty to articulate from such scenarios.. enough to possibly jabber on, only if they want. But in a way this 'open-book' attitude paves the object persona to b eopen to the multitude of responses coming. Being surprised isn't their choice. De facto, they should be the ones prepared to anticipate any sort of reaction, from robust approval to abrupt denial to brutal mockery. And justifiably enough, their failure for such anticipation causes things to become not-so-pleasing. This is of course a subjective tatement, and not even complete.. you actually need to work through a million other things before even attempting to ratify such extensive analysis. But then what I personally feel, once you' re publishing any information you are sharing its ownership subject to usage. It happens with security systems, official documents and with human beings as well. And obviously, the homo sapiens being more unpredictable than any other thing heard of, one should be prepared for the best and the worst as well. But often I find such flamboyant mob only sulking, creating ruckus more than anybody else. As in they won't approve the other person's response. As if they respond to please you... Or may be the chameleon grade is still better at camouflaging their internal ruckus and resentment of the other person's opinions and responses.
That's a maze... But the underlying ques remains... can we define the correct or incorrect, appropriate or inappropriate in this....
----This is really going wild I guess, it seems as if I started a thread and its evolving to a web... May be some more bracket time with a bit more of thought can tun up to a better realisation of the thought pangs pinning my mind.
Never happens though... but i'm not lying for sure, neither am I backing off from my work-life balance claim done in the INTRO... ;)
Its just an outcome of yet more dependencies... a week that started after a weekend that made me 'slog like a dog'...
Awaited are things, but atleast for the time being I can see foreheads without those extra creases, smiles and chats all fluttering around in the place....
This makes me realise, how much are strings are leashed by our situations. We can't subside everything that we're going through. Our demaeanour does reflect a lot. No matter how true Scorpion traits we owe, no matter how hard our shell is. Pleasures just come their way through, may be in our gestures or conversations, or any or many or all of the multitude of choices we have to express ourself. Similar are the fallouts of not-so-pleasing, and other-than-pleasing situations. No matter how conceded we remain in our gestures of expression, how fortified our guard is to vent out the conscious and unconscious reactions to whatever we encounter; 'The Difference' exists... it does exist even if its not perceivable in the daylight, somewhere entrenched in the darks of our existence, its present.
Now I'm not sure how much my scribbling can actually articulate the myriad thoughts sweeping within; but htis thought has definitely given me the title for this post ;) and a theme to progress with as well...
Huhh credited to our service-seekers... I do have time to 'progress' today ;) :)
Well.. as of difference... its a thought perspective -- defined by the subject, object and the third party observer as well. Whooshhh didn't intended to make it this 'technical'. The only inent here is to speak in terms of the difference our surroundings impose on our interpretation of whatever meets our being, may those be conscious or reflex. Striking a resonance between the person experiencing (object), the entities interacting with the object (subject) and the audience to such interaction (third party observer) marks an ideal world scenario. One or the other way, our existence survives in atleast one of these roles, inclusive or exclusive of intersections.
For those flamboyant on the expressive front, things are more sort-of 'broadcasted'... their joys, vulnerabilities, achievements everything. It may create smoothies for the subjects or suffocate them as well.. The audience has plenty to articulate from such scenarios.. enough to possibly jabber on, only if they want. But in a way this 'open-book' attitude paves the object persona to b eopen to the multitude of responses coming. Being surprised isn't their choice. De facto, they should be the ones prepared to anticipate any sort of reaction, from robust approval to abrupt denial to brutal mockery. And justifiably enough, their failure for such anticipation causes things to become not-so-pleasing. This is of course a subjective tatement, and not even complete.. you actually need to work through a million other things before even attempting to ratify such extensive analysis. But then what I personally feel, once you' re publishing any information you are sharing its ownership subject to usage. It happens with security systems, official documents and with human beings as well. And obviously, the homo sapiens being more unpredictable than any other thing heard of, one should be prepared for the best and the worst as well. But often I find such flamboyant mob only sulking, creating ruckus more than anybody else. As in they won't approve the other person's response. As if they respond to please you... Or may be the chameleon grade is still better at camouflaging their internal ruckus and resentment of the other person's opinions and responses.
That's a maze... But the underlying ques remains... can we define the correct or incorrect, appropriate or inappropriate in this....
----This is really going wild I guess, it seems as if I started a thread and its evolving to a web... May be some more bracket time with a bit more of thought can tun up to a better realisation of the thought pangs pinning my mind.
