I don’t like that man, I must get to know him better. ~ Abraham Lincoln
Fight or Flight.
I’m a fighter. Even when I’m fearful. Rather, especially when I am fearful.
My jaw is ferociously flapping and my fists are fiercely clenching and I’m foaming at the mouth.
I wonder why I put on such a fruitless front. A frivolous exercise in futility.
Must I always be so formidable?
What if I chose a more favourable response? What if I chose to fancy their views by fantasizing about how we might flourish together before flipping them off?
Would that be a fatal mistake?
Would that make me a failure?
Should it even be a factor?
Don’t be faint-hearted. Don’t focus on your festering feelings or the flaws of your fellow beings.
Friend is better than foe. We get further faster by functioning together and becoming familiar with each others’ ways. Why not be a fair-minded facilitator by forming a fantastic future for all.
At the very least, it’s Food for Thought.
~ DIANA’S ENORMOUS BOOK OF QUOTES ~
What’s your favourite “F” word?