h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I would like to be more patient with people... I would like to stop the knee-jerk reaction of 'Now listen, stupid, here's the way to do it...' (Ok, I might use slightly nicer words, but they pick up the message for sure)

I would like to be a good listener, and someone who brings out others' good ideas. Someone who appreciate others' ideas more.

Milla

Oh yes, I would also like to be smarter. Then I could get through my course.

and I wouldn't mind being able to crack my knuckles. That would be cool. People who can crack their knuckles, or bend their fingers right back are really lucky. I would like to be able to do that.

I hate the sound of people cracking their knuckles. I much prefer nails on a blackboard or a knife on an empty plate.

OK, 'cos no one else has, here's my effort.

I'd like to change my modesty. Apart from being too modest, i'm perfect.

btw, I can crack my knuckles, and ankles, and spine and neck. You wouldn't believe how many people complain about that.

Actually, I think I might believe it!

I have an addictive personality.

I'd like to place a bet on the fact that I can never quite control it...

I'd like to change...

...my...um...

Thingy.


...absent mindedness.

my lack of self-confidence
my laziness
my putting everything off if I can
my somewhat gullible and trusting nature

in short I want a whole new me

I'd also like to be more patient - even though my impatience is mostly with myself it does sometimes extend to others. Again (as with my trusting problems) I often feel I am being unfair. Though compared to how impatient I was twenty years ago I reckon I'm making progress - maybe it's an age thing?

az

IMO patience is either something you have or don't
self-control is something you can learn
I'm very impatient but rarely show it

Hmm...I think procrastination is probably the thing I would like to change (I meant to post this yesterday )

RF

Dear CutieChops,
…All good things to those who wait….
Everything that you wish for, or want will come to you, if you want it enough. The entire content of your wish/dream came from your surroundings; From you, as an entity, equal in all ways to all other entities, (people), seeing, hearing, touching, perceiving…in fact simply “you”, as a sentient “being”, (person), experiencing the world, on your terms – only. Your surroundings are a manifestation of all other entity’s, including your own, wishes and dreams. There cannot exist, in our narrow bandwidth of reality that which our senses are unable to discern; anything more, or anything less than what we, again as a species, can imagine. If it is able to be imagined, then it becomes eligible for to be realized in the material world of our present reality.
Every person is unique in that, the endless choice of opportunity, common to all people, at all times, that surround each and every one of us, becomes a specific “life” special to all. Your choices, although taken from the very same “pool” of choices as the next person, will have a totally different outcome for you, than for all other persons who share this word and reality alongside you. It is not so much what you choose, but the forces of the accrued “combination” of choices that you make. The number of possible connotations to the outcome of your choices are infinite, and without end. For time itself, and timing, of the choices your make have to be considered too in the ultimate equation.
Think of a color that no one has ever thought of before. It is of course impossible, because first of all one would have to imagine it, and if it cannot be imagined, then it cannot exist. The color does exist though --- only because we are able to imagine the existence of a color no one has ever seen before, but our senses cannot access it in reality…it is there; all around us, but we just cannot see it.
You say you would like to have a bit more self confidence, but “self confidence” is not tangible. One cannot weigh it, or touch it, or put it into a box as a present a Christmas for someone you love. The box would present itself as being empty upon opening on Yule Tide morning! “Why where did my self confidence go? I know CutieChops sent me a present of this. Has someone taken my self confidence – I’ve lost my self confidence, and now I don’t feel right around other people, because I can see that they have their self confidence…I feel insecure and different from others that I see around me. I wish I was like them”….
The “Self” is innately, and supremely confident – in and of itself! The “self” needs nothing from the material world of “things”, objects, or others to be confident. The “self” is confidence incarnate…and the “Self”, in your case - CutieChops --- is you. What you may mistake for self confidence in others, and therefore feel you are deficient in yourself is nothing more than bravado, machismo, or more than likely overcompensation and “playing to the gallery” of individuals whom you have chosen to comprise the “group” that you belong to.
Here is an experiment:-
If one had a glass jar; a big one with a tight fitting lid that could be sealed and locked. The jar can hold exactly three thousand balls the entire exactly same diameter. One thousand red balls are made of steel and are heavy. Another thousand are blue in color and are made from glass, the blue ones are, of course, lighter than the steel, but the same in dimension. The last thousand balls are made from wood painted green and are the lightest of all. The balls are mixed thoroughly and poured into the glass jar. The lid is permanently sealed a locked. The balls are randomly distributed throughout. The jar is jam packed without room for another single ball. The jar is placed on a gently vibrating platform and left there for a week or so. When, next the jar is looked at it will be found that the entire contents of the inside of the glass jar, the three thousand ball will have sorted themselves out into perfect strata; All the steel red ones on the bottom, the blue glass ones in the middle, and of course, the lightest green wooden ones atop. The lid is still on tight and locked, and the tooth fairy was off work…she had to go to the dentist.
Now do the same experiment, but this time without the vibrating platform. One comes back week after week after week for twenty years. No change. All of the balls are still mixed in random order throughout the jar.
Let’s imagine now that one can live for eternity, and one does. At the point in time of eternity one will find that the balls will, in fact, have arranged themselves into perfect strata form within the glass jar. It simply took eternity for the change to occur, not being helped along by the vibrating platform as described earlier.
Two things may be happening to you right now:-
1. You are snoring your head off, or
2. You are wondering what all of this is doing in this conversation?
Well if it is number two, then maybe I can help.
Society; the culture; the race; the world; the species, works in a similar way as the experiment above. Society, the culture, the world is the receptacle…the glass jar. The race, the species…the peoples are the mixture of different colored balls. In everyday life, we feel that we can move around freely. We can walk to the store. Travel by rail or plane, or water to far off places. We are “free” to choose. But are we really? Remember that unimaginable color! We are not “free” to choose to perceive it, we can only imagine it exists, and therefore it has to and does because of that very act of imagining…
Within the container of the Universe, the galaxy, the solar system, the world, the culture, the society, the home, the family, the working pool, the “group of friends”, “we”, as individuals, represented metaphorically by the colored balls - individual balls in the glass jar, are really packed as tightly as if in the jar itself. Some of us are red, some blue, some green. All the balls are equal in value except they are made of different materials with different densities. It is to be noted that a red ball is heavier than a wooden ball, but both have unique special qualities that cannot be evaluated against each other. All the balls, red, blue and green – steel, glass and wood are all perfect in their own right. Their uniqueness drives them to congregate. To seek out other “like” entities; they feel at home in the crowd. They have found their resting place there is nowhere left for them to go. They have arrived.
Enroute to their individual, stratified resting places, or homes, they encountered many other types of unique, but different balls, and exchanged ideas and goodwill on passing. One experiences this, and the process runs the gambit of all of the emotions and feelings and thoughts we posses. So all that we experience is simply the journey to our place; somewhat dependant upon our “gravity” our “density” of experience.
It is true that born into a mixed up random environment, being made from wood and colored green, and finding oneself at the bottom of the jar surrounded by mostly red steel balls, we will have to undergo the journey up through the red steel, and through the blue glass, to our home at the top of the jar with all the other green wooden balls, where one should feel at home, only to find that rubbing shoulders with the blues, and reds changed you. The sheer weight of experience adding so much density that you as a person, as a personality, now have the exact density of character as the red steel balls and upon finding home, realizes that home is not where one thought it was after all. And so the journey resumes. This time from the top back down through the blues back to the red steel from whence one came.
Now on the way; It is pleasant to join forces with a fellow traveler, and who knows…he may just happen to be sitting atop of a white horse.
So CutieChops, be happy and don’t worry…Just be who you are and all that you desire will find you. Find your correct strata. Don’t try and be a green if you are a blue, and don’t try and be a red if you are a green. This futile endeavor will make you feel tired and lethargic hence you will be late all the time. Nothing can be who you are. You are special…we are all special. Find your bliss and follow it regardless….
Just a thought,
pandorastrinitybox.

Loving to stay up late late, and loving to sleep sleep in!

I'd also like to change my unsociability I'm not sure of the spelling. I'll trade my unsociability for a decent spellchecker,any takers?

http://www.dictionary.com and yep you're right with the spelling

Now when are we going to see you at a meetup?

Well, if my spelling is right then I suppose I don't need to trade my unsociability

Aw fudge.