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Right Vs Wrong

Everybody who is anybody believes that they are right.

And in order for them to be right, somebody has to be wrong.

It’s a given. Two sides of every coin.

Most of us can’t argue w/ facts, so anyone who knows their facts is on pretty solid ground.

But facts can change too.

People once believed the world is flat. Well it’s not flat, it’s round.
People once believed that atoms are solid. Atoms are mostly made out of empty space.
People once believed that space travel is impossible. Now space travel is very possible.

Our world is always changing. What we hold true and to be non-debatable fact one day has the potential to be something different another day.

That is life.

So what’s the point of trying so hard to be right?



Right/Wrong thinking encourages everyone to be close minded.

“I’m right, you’re wrong. No more discussion.”

“There is only one way to do this and only I have the key.”

“You have to choose between yes/no. There is no in between.”

To be right all the time takes enormous energy and your constantly under pressure. You can’t relax or you might falter and make a mistake.

What’s so wrong with being wrong from time to time?

It proves that you are human.

Being right all the times means you are perfect.

Perfection is no fun, when its all the time.



Sometimes people are so stuck on being right that it ruins their relationship.

People are so obsessed on being so right, that they would rather lose out on a relationship.

“I don’t care if you want to leave me. You know that I’m right on this argument.”

To them being right is more important than maintaining the relationship.



Religions are famous for Right/Wrong thinking.

“I’m right. You guys are wrong.”

“Do what I say and you will prosper and go to heaven. Don’t do what I say and you will suffer and go to hell.”

“I know what I’m talking about. Everyone else doesn’t.”

In a way, religions have done a better job at alienating others then they have in including people.

People have been persecuted based on religious beliefs. Wars have been justified because of religion. Families have been separated because of religious beliefs.

I’m not saying religion is bad.

All I’m saying when you look back at the history of religion, you can’t help but wonder “Where is the love?”



What people don’t realize is that Right/Wrong thinking is responsible crimes, wars, and injustice in the world.

The Vietnamese Communists believed that they are right and that everyone is wrong. They are not open to the fact that perhaps communism isn’t good for the whole country. They won’t consider what the majority want, but only what the select few are interested in. They are closed off and nothing is up for debate.

Hitler firmly believed that he was right and everyone was wrong. He persecuted all Jews. Took over neighboring nations. Established concentration camps that de-humanized men, women, girls, and boys. It took the whole world to intervene with physical force to set Hitler in his place.

Evil happens when people always think they are right and no one every challenges them. Discussion is closed. There is only one way. Many have to suffer in order for a few to prosper.



Good happens when people are humble enough to admit that they may be wrong and they are constantly being challenged by others. Discussions are open. There can be many ways to do it and you have the option to chose the best one. Everybody works hard, but everyone also benefits.

Since right/wrong can change from moment to moment, why put so much time, energy, and effort in who is right/wrong.

If I admit that I was wrong for stealing, I allow change to happen. I admit my fault and welcome discussion on how we all can contribute to my success.

If I keep on coming up w/ excuses on why its ok to steal. Sooner or later my past catches up to me. I get into deep trouble that may be impossible to right.

Its ok to be right. Its also ok to be wrong.

Let’s just not get too obsessed about it that we become closed to what the world is trying to tell us.

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Putting Yourself Back Together

I’ve been single for a while, but I have my moments of weakness for the opposite sex.

What that really means is, I’m crushing.

Crushing for me happens easily, especially when I don’t know that person well.  I just happen to see them every now and then because they are a friend of a friend … of a friend.

So they’re not really a friend, but rather an acquaintance.  It’s easy for me to admire someone, if I don’t have the slightest idea of who they are.  They possess a “dark and mysterious” trait that piques my interest in them.

What makes this crush even more enticing then previous crushes is … I probably shouldn’t be crushing on her.  Let’s just say, the more time I spend crushing on this person … the deeper the hole I dig for myself.  And one day, I’ll be the one who has to pick myself after falling into this deep hole.

Let’s just say that if this whole situation was based on the Twilight series, she would be Bella.  I would be playing Jacob, not Edward.  Sadly the role of Edward has already been filled.

Having said that, I can’t help it.  I can’t help it that every single time we hangout in groups, there’s always some type of interaction between us that makes me feel like I’m falling for her again.

Even though I know I shouldn’t be falling for her.  Even though I told myself the day before that, I’m not going to go weak for her again.

I’ll go hangout in the group.  Me and her will have our moments of joking around, talking, and some harmless flirting.  It’s not even noticeable to the the group.  And I’m pretty sure she doesn’t even realize I’m crushing on her.

But I am.

And what usually happens after the group hangout is I spend the next days just mesmerized by those brief moments of interactions that we had.  Sometimes it can last more than a week.

I replay every shared moment, every word that was exchanged, every single sound of her laughter.  It’s the only way I can keep the moment from ending, even though it already ended the moment we said, “See ya later.”

I will say this though.  The quicker I learn to get over her and move on with my life.  The sooner everything goes back to normal.  No matter what happens between us during the group hangout, life always goes back to the way it was before we hanged out.

I actually dread every group hangout in which I know she will be there.  I should be excited, but how can I be excited about falling for someone who I know can’t workout?

So I dread it.  I build walls leading up to the group hangout.

It’s similar knowing that you will get into a car crash tomorrow.  Doesn’t matter what you do, in the end you’re destined to crash. You can put off driving, but somehow you will be pulled into it.

Since not crashing isn’t an option, you protect yourself beforehand.  You wear a helmet every time you drive.  You place pillows all around you to absorb the impact.  You double the strength of your seat belt.

The logic behind this is … if I know it’s coming, and I can’t prevent, why not put myself in the best situation possible to deal with the crash.  The best situation possible being one where I don’t get hurt as much.  I may end up crashing hard on this person, but the crash doesn’t have to leave me helpless and vulnerable for days to come.

Which sounds kind of crazy.

Because what it really means is, I’m actually trying to get over her … even before we actually hangout.  I’m already prepping myself for the fall, even before it happens.

Most people would just deal with it as it happens, but I’m actually dealing with it before it happens.  Based on history, I’ve learned that the moment it happens … my world gets turned upside so fast … I don’t even realize that I’m crashing.

It takes me a while to do a reality check and tell myself, “Yeah, you need to get over her dude.”

And even then, I might resist the reality check.  I’m quite stubborn sometimes.

I will bare witness to one thing though … my plan is actually working better then expected.

The more I prepare myself before the crash, the quicker I find myself moving on.

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