To Understand

To understand somebody, is not coming up with formulas.
It is not to come up with magical solution or 5 steps about how they gonna act for now on.
Can you imagine to live inside the mind of someone for about every each fucking second of an entire - let's be generous - DAY.

A day has about 86400 seconds. Count till 33. Yeah, it sucks! If you hear someone saying something, and open your mouth  -about what, 10 seconds later?... - do you really think you have a magical word that gonna make anything?

10 seconds? Can you solve YOUR life in 10 seconds? It is easier to you screw up stuff in 10 seconds. To fuck yourself with shit so much more than cast spells of Ways of Happiness to someone next to you.

To understand is not to say what the other wanna hear. It is just to be there. To hear. Know the other/not using this factor to judge. Respect the possible inner power he might have. And try to avoid dangers situations if you know the one does not have confidence enough to snap out of shit.

And be happy above all things - just to be close. You are there. You understand. You believe. It is okay! Dot.

Your life probably sucks at the very moment the one is by your side. With you.
Just say what the other might do if you were asked literally: "WHAT SHOULD I DO?". Do your best to really try to get all single aspect of everything. Give the value for the things he give. Try to see if the one is stuck in an illusion. And about this illusion, even fake, what was the benefit? What the other should have learned or be aware of? But only if asked.

If you think you really should talk. It is something you think might help... ask to talk. "Can I speak with ya for a sec. Well... I notice that this shit is overflowing your mind. Everything ok?" Easy enough!
And listen. Open doors. Dont kick it around.

Do not judge scenarios and puke a sentence. You can do shit, and you probably will hope to the other to be there. So... Fuck! At least TRY, or show some trace of trying...  that it matters. If doesn't matter at all, you are a shit friend, uh? Get a life.

You might be the ones that probably say: "I'm just saying the truth, if you can't get it...cry!". Really. Imagine anyone saying this to you. Truth? Reality? Is so subjective. Get a life.

But hey! Don't need epic poems. Don't need say: everything gonna be fine and feces. Just breath. A hug. A touch in the arm. A sad digital smile on SMS :(

Questions: "what do you think you have to do?". Try to get the best of the other one. Show that you are speaking with someone you trust. You believe. You are the streng he needs. And not puking orders to a misguided donkey.

Don't point where the other should go. Every one knows where they might go. So... smile. It is okay. If it is not. Fuck, in the end every one might have choices. You may not like it, but, hey, your life is calling!

What is the point? To judge EVERY single aspect of the situation and trowing away any effort or value that the one might have feel on the subject. Or judging about seconds what you - inside your very brain- think that the other "wanna" hear. Can you say the number he is thinking? than... you don't know shit.

You cannot figure out your own life, why you can figure out the life of someone else?
Do you ever figure that your own demise about choices, suffering, indecisions, is the same stuff that is passing through the other mind during 86400 seconds/day, every single week?

And why the fucking hell you gonna point your finger? Have opinions. Write in stone... in SECONDS. why?

It is so hard to hear? To receive some energy, to transform all anguish in a fucking single smile?



Just smile. Let the words flow... if someone is talking with you, maybe they have no one else to talk. They might just want to talk it out. See your eyes. Feel your smell. You are there.
Cause maybe (do you ever consider this? "maybe") the person feels good to be with you.
And any motherfucker fast opinion about how someone else lead the life may make things worse.

It is a sentence of disbelief, disapproval. "Dis-talk". All the bullets the one managed to escape trough the day, the one that you put out your mouth make it fatal.

If someone say: man, what a harsh day. I'm tired as shit. Fuck. Only bad news.

Why you gonna answer like: you just cry! change your life. Your jobs sucks. The band you hear is so negative. The girl that makes you ok is a bitch. What the hell? If you dont do as I say...so live in this shit life of yours.

Fuck! You might hate the one, uh?

What about?
Let's drink a beer. Let's smile. Do you like potatos with bacon? Dude, fuck our life, let's EAT! =D
Life sucks, sometimes I want to explode. You are doing nice after all, being a bitch about everything, but it is cool. ;)

What really matters in the end is: to be with you. Not hear from you. Think about that.

But why? Why you have to "dis-talk"? Does anyone ask your opinion? Your fellow way may be hard. He have a reason. Maybe he is suffering. But he is fighting? Why? You cannot respect? You cannot buy his fight? Or support. Or drink a beer in the meantime?

Today may not be a good day. But he gives it up? shit, no! He is with you... and damn. Congratz. You are awesome. ¬¬

It is ok to just be sad about stuff. This doesn't mean to not deal with it. To share some tough is an act of confidence. If you think it is your way to speak out anything that come trough you head, so, fine. Respect that. That may work for you. But if this whole shit was for me, I would smile at your magic tricks of how to be happy, and get along on my way alone. Far from your perfect life.

Maybe I was frozen for some seconds. Lost in toughs. Alone in my mind.
You appears. Make me smile. I commented about my day and BAM! Opinions! Dis-talk!
Heck! That is the moment when you see some people you really care and like... maybe are just worthless.

Maybe it is too hard for someone to be there. And have to "mirrorly" speak their soul.
Or maybe it is just I that can not understand tolerate such thing...

image: [Ali of the Dolls]