What turns me on?

What makes this world perfect is its imperfection. We get to identify which one works and which one does not. In either way, we move on and make it better.

Identification is a process that enables us to experience the conflict of uniqueness in humans. With this, arises the acceptance that the experience makes sense and provides an opportunity to see ourselves in different perspective. The important factor in this journey to working out is one’s ability to accept that inadequacy and willingness to improve. That we, as humans, most of the time are considerate against others. It’s a decision that entails either embracing a change or wrestling against it.

Change is inevitable anyways. Definitely…maybe. The calculus of oxygen flowing in the body affects every single cell that can alter how it behaves, how it interacts with temperature, etc. The only thing that works to this change is consciousness.And it is preceded by knowledge. We know that high temperature makes us exhausted. We are conscious that it’s summer. What do we do? We have a choice to either sit down and relax or bring some refreshment to our daily activity. Of course, you have your own set of choice. I know by experience that staying put will make me more lousy and sick and leave me more exhausted. Will I commit to the same mistake? Why not try something new? Bringing refreshment enables me to prepare and be active and divert my attention somehow. That works because it is only me who is affected by the activity. What if the other choice is to concentrate the fan or air-conditioner to my side of the story? My behavior will surely affect others.

It is somehow complicated in a relationship. Every one has its own point to ponder upon. Well, the shortest distance between two points is a line. Communication.Silence works if agitated. It makes a lot of impact. For me, communication means commute to unity, a journey, a process.If I fail to do so, that means I am struggling against change. Being a stubborn, I usually am.

And if I don’t reach the destination, wtf, i won’t walk next time, hehe. I’ll be more sophisticated. Kidding aside, at least I reach the heavenly adventure along the road.

Whether I am struggling or embracing, I am moving on. To struggle is to consider sensible ideas against my innate obstinacy.To embrace is to express a venomous acceptance. And when I am moving on, I am addicted to rhythm. Good thing there’s Bob Dylan and Diana Krall.