Recently whenever I go there, I feel so stupid, but then I bring some excuses for myself to believe if I'm humiliating myself it's for a better reason and it's my own choice!!and then it's time to tell myself " AFTER ALL YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY STUPID ONE IN THE WORLD".Forget about my stupidity in my personal life;here, all the initial assumptions are based on general stupidity.
In case you needed further proof that the human race is doomed through
stupidity, here are more actual label instructions on consumer goods.

On a Sears hairdryer
"Do not use while sleeping."


On a filter box
"You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside."


On a bar of Dial soap
"Directions: Use like regular soap."
(As opposed to....)


and today we were cleaning the freezer, ifound it on a Swanson frozen dinner
"Serving suggestion: Defrost."
(But, it was just a suggestion.)


On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding
"Product will be hot after heating."
(And you thought?)


On Boot's Children Cough Medicine
"Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this
medication."
(Yeah, you tell a 5 year-old he can't drive.)


On Nytol Sleep Aid
"Warning: May cause drowsiness."


On a Japanese food processor
"Not to be used for the other use."
(Now, somebody out there, help me on this.)


On Sainsbury's peanuts
"Warning: contains nuts."


On a Swedish chainsaw
"Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands or genitals."
(Hands, I can understand... but genitals?! It takes a REAL man!)



Excuse me, I've got to go out and find someone who needs this caution about Swedish chainsaw....

not only I don't have any original gesture, I've chosen them wrong
I'm that little person with a talkative mask, my eyes are holograms and my hands are too small to seize what I once gained. I have strong legs but I don't run to escape. If you know me well, from time to time you'll miss the constant smile on my face; and if not, it's ok...call me snobby bitch with endless expectation

last night before i go to bed i was thinking what makes "me" as I am , mastoure, in people eyes, is the selection of gestures and reactions i choose towards them, obviously the character by which one person identifies me differs from person to person and depends only on the selection of gestures each person has seen from me so far. my choice however might be showing a certain subset of gestures to a big group of people
I can't clearly remember what else i thought last night but this morning I woke up terrified, let say alarmed…what if my selections are random? As I said in last post , our gestures are not original, what makes our character is our choice to show which selection of gestures to whom, but what if both of my choices are not really wisely determined? Shocked and troubled I jumped out of bed to wake up as soon as possible and think it through, well…. That’s a relief! I’m not that random after all, I think now I can claim I can trace some sort of logic (!?) for my selections…and I shall admit I had really hard time today

There is a certain part of all of us that lives outside of time. Perhaps we become aware of our age only at exceptional moments and most of the time we are ageless.

Saturday, in Birminghum I went out with Mike, he seemed to be really gentle and powerfull at the same time, he performed series of elegant gestures which i've always admired, but I can't really say I liked the guy, and it's not just because i'm still in love with somebody else...I have always trusted gestures more than words to get to know people, gestures performe the essence of charecter more sincerely than the words.
But if our planet has seen some eighty billion people, it is difficult to suppose that every individual has had his or her own repertory of gestures. Arithmetically, it is simply impossible. Without the slightest doubt, there are far fewer gestures in the world than there are individuals. That finding leads to a shocking conclusion: a gesture is more individual than an individual.I said at the beginning, when I talked about the guy , that the essence of his charm, independent of time, revealed itself for a second in that gesture and dazzled me.Yes, that's how I perceived it at the time, but I was wrong. The gesture revealed nothing of that man's essence, one could rather say that the man revealed to me the charm of a gesture. A gesture cannot be regarded as the expression of an individual, as his creation (because no individual is capable of creating a fully original gesture, belonging to nobody else), nor can it even be regarded as that person's instrument; on the contrary, it is gestures that use us as their instruments, as their bearers and incarnations. But at the time of performing a gesture, consider we are not pretending or acting out, are we really aware of this fact? is it any good to accept it at all? Doesn't everybody like to confirm (maybe deep in his heart) that he is somehow uniqe with unique gesturs? Probabley it is one of our biggest mistakes that leads us to feel misinterpreted! For instant, when my assertive gestures (in my eyes) are interpreted as my snobbiness, isn't it because it's merely reincarnation of same gestures as those vain people.However the selection of gestures belongs to individuals and that's what performs our character, my choices among all possible reactions are what define me. The other day Abdi pointed out a statement from cezar saying we turn to be what people believe we are, I had read it somewhere else, I knew it, but now believing in that i should reconsider my selections and maybe practice some other gestures. I'm sure it's not late specially because at the moment of exploring yourself you are most ageless than all time