Thang Nguyen 555

That’s how we have outsourced-by handing over: our freedom of self-development, socially and cognitively.

“Please think for me” “Please be my stick and carrot” “Please ring the bell so I can salivate”.

Social media took over. We “friended” (or unable to avoid and deny a request) our new judges. Voila!

Life on display.

Morality debated.

Like a line by the Police (the band) ” I will be watching you….every move you make”.

In this case, our rights to privacy: our right to self-understanding at our own pace.

Instead , by “friending” we have allowed others to tell us who we are (or worse off, should be).

When it comes to Life coach, there are plenty.

When it comes to Life rescuing, none (call 911).

We all know this. Yet we are playful…”til the sun comes up on Santa Monica boulevard”.

Lessons learned.

No more living our lives “subject to approval”.

Happiness is waiting for those who have paid “full tuition”

To own one’s mistakes as well as moments.

Samuel Miles would agree “…our own energies..rather than the help or patronage of others”.

In looking back, I realised that it’s not the mistakes we made (who hasn’t), but how we recovered and made teachable lessons out of them (hidden gems). No more blame-seeking and assigning. Use it.

Self-recrimination eats up at joy. In moments of weakness, we silently and subtlely agree with those who wrongly judged us (without context and cause). In short, our lives are an open book, often times, judged by the book cover.

Facebook begins to unbrand itself, morphing into Meta.

It costs more to unbrand. How much more for us to re-invent ourselves, to improvise and improve.

Here is who I am. I can Be no other. Become no other.

The universe in all its mutations and variables, have endowed me (and you and the dog named Boo) with a given set of DNA’s. We are neither dinosaurs (extinct) nor are we helpless machines that can’t feel (or recognise facial features, feelings and compassion).

We feel. We exist. We declare our independence and stake our choice, hopefully on the right side of history.

“I need weapons, not a ride”. Wow! Clear-cut choice. In that short statement, Zelensky let the world know, he is not a subject to approval. Unpopular and suicidal. He surprised even himself. 10 weeks and counting into the war.

We are living in a glass house. Willingly and without being asked, telling others they are the NINE. Please help me decide who I am, give me your like, endorsement and enforcement. I need your opinion to be whole.

I am weak. I am insecure. I cannot function on my own without Meta and Media. Send me money. Send me love. My life is subject to approval. Until then, it’s limbo, like Ukrainian refugees at the Southern Border. Like a frat initiation or Russian recruit. Our need to belong somehow outpaces our authentic stand of the self.