Stupid

When we are judged as stupid
It is because we are feared,
hated or reviled and thereby
found to be threatening.

Perhaps for our ebullience (yes, and)
I think probably for our
ability to be happy and carefree (too).
Most definitely for out
child-like demeanour
our innocent joy
our creative boldness.

What seems like such a beautiful thing
can be tarnished by the very one’s
who purport to love us.

So don’t fear the label
Embrace it, as any judgement
As a rite of passage;
We know, we have touched someone
deeper than they themselves can go
for that reason
Have compassion
for the haters
The mud slinger’s
and the name callers
The labellers and
The righteous Judges
for they are far
from home.

P. Thomasson
30th March 2016

This poem was sparked by the question “But I feel so good; so why do I think I’m stupid?”
Upon analysis, feeling good always brings with it, this judgement of being stupid. But who gave it me? That was the deeper more intriguing question.

I still feel stupid, but I won’t take it so personally.

 

Why the world is full of blithering idiots, and why I’m to blame….

Whoa…

Well you can tell what kind of mood I was in when I devised the title for this post. Well yes, steaming angry with a little bitty sneaky sense of humourous insight…well after a time anyway. Kind of neat, as they say across the pond.

Let me expand if you will.

The world is full of blithering idiots. This indeed is a fact, according to my angry brain when it is incensed at some ‘stupidity’ that has just befallen the household, for example, letting a two-year old carry a huge vase of flowers will result in a puddle on the carpet. As I said, blithering idiot, daddy of said two-year old is the current favorite.

But it doesn’t stop there.

Inflamed righteous anger mind now joins lots of random ‘stupid’ dots and sees that lo and behold, ‘it’ is actually surrounded by blithering idiots, um…most of the time…oh no, in fact it is incorrect. It turns out that actually, the whole, entire world is most definitely without a doubt beyond recognition in fact…. in actual fact totally FULL OF BLITHERING IDIOTS!!!!!

Hm.

Well, yes. I’m partially ashamed to say it, and equally partially relieved to admit that this ‘it’ is indeed, my mind.

Wahoooooo!

Look at me, I’m out of the I’m a hundred per cent positive closet and am now a fully fledged ‘real’ person with negative shit, and shit…..Phew! I thought you might judge me harshly and think ‘Oh My God! What a perfectly awful person, I shall definitely avoid her in the future, she is definitely not on the perfect list, avoid! avoid! I am a Dalek!!!’

Except you’re not a Dalek are you. And, hey I have a negative streak a mile wide that thinks you are a blithering idiot, but really that’s my fault….isn’t it….see?