Some recognise and learn
Others are as harried as a hamster in a flywheel
I suppose all of us are, to some extent, students and hamsters.
But, how much of a student?
How much of a hamster?
I can be quite a hamster at times I think…there are just sometimes when I seem to run into the same problem and realize only later that it IS a repeat…make me wonder at times.
I think you just described me too, Georgia dear 🙂
I can’t imagine that in truth… 🙂
Words to think about, great poem, Eric! I believe I’m more of a student, but I’d be lying if I said I never had harried moments! 🙂
Hello Lauren – students and hamster, we all are – it’s just a matter of degree that separates most, I reckon.
Peace and blessings,
Such a true observation! Mistakes are a part of life, but when we refuse to learn from them, they are an unnecessary burden. I’ve known people that made a mistake then set it on continuous repeat. That’s hard to understand when you’re on the outside looking in.
I share your experience, Janna – and very often these people are vehement how they defend their actions. It leads me to believe there is more at play here than mere ‘ignorance’ or ‘accident’.
How true! I needed that.
Thank you, Sheryl and you’re very welcome 🙂
Absolutely Eric! Look hard at yourself; look for ways to change into something better.
What a monumental task that – trying to change ourself into something better.
Blind and arrogant is he who seeks to change others, when he can’t do a simple thing as putting the toilet seat down after he is done pissing!
All good wishes,
I like to think I am always a student, though sometimes harried.
See the guy right next to you? That’s me – another harried student 🙂
Very true, indeed. For some folk, they subscribe to the adage of insanity: doing the same things over and over and expecting different results, Others, though, do learn from past errors or, in the new business-speak psychobabble, learning experiences.
But then far too many fail to do just that; learn. Or, as you said and others, some simply wallow in misery and blame countless others for their own misfortune.
One can usually espy a miserable sod, the way they gaze with a feral stare, the ones who always root for the good guy to fail, the one who harangues their poor workmates with their tiny squabbles and injustices.
Some people are too entrenched. There is no hope. “Why should I change? I’ve been doing this for the past 30 years!” Hmm.
Anyway, good to read your insightful and thoughtful work, my friend. I suppose it does boil down to one’s own outlook, whether half-empty and all that. But then again, chacun a son gout, n’est-ce pas?
Very nice to have you back. I know you’ve been quite busy with remodelling the house and all. Trust all is well and I shall be popping over to your blog soon.
I am forever amazed by the sheer number of people who are quick to blame ‘others’ and ‘society’ in general for everything that goes wrong. My neighbour recently complained about the high cost of building maintenance of our apartment block. He chose to ignore the fact that he and his brother contribute to the cost – they hang along the stairwell, smoke and discard cigarette butts – adding to the cleaning cost! We can each recount dozens of similar tales, I suspect.
I had to look up the French – thank you for your kind words. Yes, hopefully we are all richer for this and do share like views.
All good wishes,
I have thought sometimes about those who open their eyes, they are in process of changes and those who doesn’t open their eyes, they aren’t able to see and understand the changes…
Very true what you say, Msblackrose 🙂
All good wishes,
Not sure where I was going with the below, but it was something to ponder in time after reading above. Thank you for sharing.
On feeling the need to find a way to get to the other side, where upon noticing their reflection on the surface of the the water, the first person constructed a boat, and wove a sail. Soon the person was on their way, and their reflection on the water moved forward with them.
The second person on wanting to get to the other side, when they saw their reflection, waded into the water, and as they passed beneath the ripples, so did their reflection, to lose their way beneath the surface, until…
The first person noticed, and upon returning reached their hand down deep into the water, where upon finding the other person’s hand, they brought them back to the surface, and said, “If we labour together, we can both share this fine boat, and should you find yourself beneath the surface of the water once more, I’ll once again offer my hand in sharing the voyage….
This is filled with profound ideals, Sean
Not exactly addressing the theme of the post, but nevertheless something worth sharing. This little story rings with raw truth – of unconditional brotherhood – and a good lesson for all, I reckon. Many know this but it is an ideal worthy of constant repetition.
Peace and all good blessings,
I was just pondering, off on a tangent, Eric.
DaVinci said “eyes are the windows to your soul”, what your soul knows… eyes aren’t necessary. Thanks for the insightful poem. ☼
Yes, in a metaphorical sense – eyes are not neccessary, I suppose
some people never learn, hoping that others will learn to adjust with them. A thought-provoking post
Very true, Padmini – the world owes them, so they assume 🙂