I’m constantly befuddled
by people
getting all bent out of shape
by what others
think of them
I know it’s a human trait
and I know as a vessel of the gods
I strive continually
to no longer pay attention
still…I remain human enough
that it bothers me
to see someone’s light
dampened
by
some sanctimonious
jackass
in judgement
I’m not talking about
the kind of judgement
one has when they see
say an ordinary woman
in low rise jeans
that looks like
she’s been poured
into them
(frankly a look I’ve never liked
but hey? if it doesn’t bother you
why should it bother the rest of us)
no
I’m talking about the kind of judgement
that free spirits get
when they don’t meet the perceived
needs or wants
of society.
Srsly?
what gives anyone the right
to judge?
As long as no one is being hurt
what gives anyone the right?
don’t like the way someone is dressed?
don’t look
don’t like the way someone speaks?
don’t listen
don’t like the way someone walks?
don’t look
don’t like what someone posts?
move along
really?
it ain’t rocket science…
and it doesn’t show how small they are
it shows how absolutely minuscule you are.
