Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Perspective...

Open your eyes. Or should I say open your mind. Fuck you, so what it's a cliche. It's a good one. I'm here to talk to you all today about perspective. Or more accurately, other people's perspective.
The world would be a much smarter place if people spent more time trying to see things from another person's perspective.
Sometimes you'll see two people in a relationship and it seems like neither of them ever agrees with the other. But they don't need too. They're polar opposites, but they understand each other. That's the difference between them and the couple who ran into their first snag on their honey moon and had the divorce papers mailed to the Bahamas.
Mastering the art of seeing things from another person's perspective isn't as easy as it sounds. Generally speaking, you see things the way you see them because you believe it's the right way, for... reasons.


"It's a vase. Because if it were people they would be hideous mutant twins."


So it's difficult, but if you were to try and listen to someone when they were thinking something different than what you were, you could come up with a better plan, or, from what I've seen the most, a way to let them realize how wrong they are. (People are stupid.) But you need to open your eyes and realize when it's time to shut up and listen. I've learned the most about women by just listening to them not just when I feel like I'm completely fucking baffled, but when I think I have it all figured out. This is because when it comes to women, you can present a simple premise, thinking you have all the facts straight and in order and be completely wrong.


"It's a vase and some faces."
"No, it's a fox. He's lonely. He just won his school talent show but realized through the jealousy of the people he once thought to be his closest friends that he is, in reality, alone. And he's holding a bouquet of flowers for his dead grandmother."



You might not understand it, but accept it. Because sometimes you'll think you're completely wrong, and be dead on. Women are confusing. That's life. It's like my theory that all women's bathrooms contain Little Big Planet style co-op locking systems that open the door to extra rooms where they talk about their dates committee-style, and the only way to get in is to go in pairs, where one person holds down a lever and the door opens and the other person goes in and presses another lever to keep the door open because if the first girl let's go of the lever then the door shuts and she can't get in, so they need to go in groups in order for it to work. That sounds crazy but it's true. Probably. No one has actually confirmed this theory, but no one as actually refuted it either. So it could be true. It's like Schrodinger's bathroom. 

"I would like to present to the floor the case of this guy I'm here with who's really hot but suggested we split the check on the first date. I would also like to point out I haven't been laid in at least two years."




You might not understand it initially, but that's because you're looking at it from your own point of view. It's like Einstein's theory of relativity. If you're reading this blog, you probably have no idea what it actually is, but you know it's something that the smartest man in the world put together, and that guy also developed the atom bomb and knocked an entire country out of World War II in a day. From your point of view, if I were to plaster even the abridged (shortened) version on this blog you would still have a problem making it past the first paragraph without being completely lost. You wouldn't get it. To you, it would be a collection of words you may know, in an order you don't. From your perspective, it's bullshit. But from the perspective of the men who actually really know and understand it, it's a foundation for modern science.
Sometimes all it takes is a step back and a look through someone else's telescope, you might see some new stars. (Damn I'm getting good at these sign off sentences.)

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