Looking back on entirety of thing’s done by me for other people; it all boils down to being nice to better my odds in life. Isn’t that everyone one’s aim in the end? Our true intent is obfuscated from the people we seek something from whether it be a purchase, simple conversation, friendship, relationship, or love. Love being the most obfuscating of all because we all pursue it but almost never act on it directly in order to receive it, because, well, you can’t force love. Could be that my brain is incapable if seeing the true intent of other where as the others I know can read me like and open book. Maybe that’s what my goal is but either way my imagination doesn’t see a way around what it is that pains me. No, in the end you are required to brave a new path to get where and what you need. Tiring I know but none the less completely necessary because how else would someone actually know that you are for real and not obfuscating an ulterior motive of using their trust in you. Realizing that you’re no longer indestructible can change your life’s perspective on occasion such as it has changed mine.
Life’s complicated with many thing’s obfuscated from view but sometimes it can be necessary to add just a little more to make your world a hair prettier than it was before; after all, no one wants to see the actual guts of how life operates all the time. Get down to business when you must but the rest is an art form necessary for living — keeping in mind that breaking down a barrier or two can be more than awesome. Then again maybe I’m just clinically insane like some people I know.