A Way To Handle Negative

A man named Negative. He throws himself at you wanting to craze up your innards and make ya combust into specks of nothing. Negative wants ALL of us doomed to specks! It wants to take over the world and if we let it, it will.

So here’s how we’re gonna stop it.

Let’s take self. We’re gonna build up an immune system to Mr.Neggypants and we’re gonna start with that ingrained desire to live happily. We’re not going to attack, we’re going to be slow mo human bots for a little while until we get the hang of this.
When Negative enters into our life zone, whether it has surged in and caught us off guard or  eased over the lines, we’re not going to overreact. We are going to be the slow charge that releases an air of nonchalance. We’re not going to give it the satisfaction of our shock, distaste,sadness or our fury. Cause’ that’s the stuff it feeds off of and it will eat it ALL and when it’s finished that, it will want MORE.
We are the mighty, the strong, and we’re going to prove it.

If we view Mr. Negative as a poor lost speck himself; bored and alone, a sad creature stuck in a realm of beauty, ( that’s me and you ) well, he’s a lot easier to conquer.
Show him you’ve switched the controls around to YOU.
Take THAT, Mr. Negative.

You won’t be able to stop him from popping into your life entirely so when he comes around you can say, ” Yah, I know you- but yo, you are not turning me into dust, man. ”   With your continual resilience you are building a resistance.
Eventually, your reactions get smoother, you’re more grounded in confidence and the effect of Negative becomes less negative and more…well…positive. 
Prove to yourself and to everyone around you, that your life is worth so much.
So much in fact, that letting Mr.Negative dissolve you into a speck of nothing is not even the last thing you’re going to let happen.
You’re not going to let it happen at all. 

 

And you’re positive about that.

You Are You

There comes a point and time where you realize you’ve been quiet for three years.
You were always a good listener, but you still spoke to people.
And when you figure out that you’ve been unhealthily quiet, it isn’t something you fix right away.
It isn’t conversation that pops up easily.
It’s a lot of thought maze.

People need to talk.
They need an outlet. Even if it’s just a blog.
But they must, they must get something from whatever they are divulging in.

Sometimes people speak to drugs.
And that can be so enticing.
Because drugs can feel that they listen.
For a time they do.

Until your body is shutting down because the ears of the effect, have fallen off.
Because eventually they will.
They always do. And we don’t always know it. And sometimes we need outside influence to tell us.

Sometimes, it’s just ourselves.
That tell us, it’s all wrong.
That, listening, that unspeaking, isn’t good.

So we should probably listen to ourselves.
Even if people tell us a lot about ourselves,
we’re still learning, from the core of us,
we learn about us.

And we can know that,
but
acting on something that has felt wonderful to do,
even if it’s not morally correct,
is more difficult then it reads out.