Mf.

It's a touchy topic. the fine line between acting and adapting.

Looking sharp and acting sharp.

Life is indeed a stage, where we choose what characters to play, and what we want to be.

If you're poor, you have to move out of it, you have to tell the body to stop being poor, and work harder.

If you think you're not good in certain things, you try, and with the encouragements of others, you slowly become what you want to become.

But yet, there's so many of others who look at you and say that you're acting. and yet, they dont look at themselves. What defines acting ? We've been through this topic so many times.

We mf ourselves that we love our jobs. We mf ourselves that we love our parents. Because if not, you're not filial. because, if truly, if these ppl called parents are our friends, we would have left them long ago. Yet we love them, because they brought us up. and despite that we're shitty children, they still gave us. because they too dont have a choice to choose what kinda children to have. ok they did, when we were young, they had this huge opportunity to teach us, to lead by example. but talking is easy. they too have their own struggles and circumstances.

ok so it's about mf-ing yrself. what you want the world to see you as. And slowly, you lose yourself, for good. You become better.

Adapting is about acting in the beginning, mfing yourself to the max. say you're put into a very cold room. How do you adapt ? you tell your body that it'll be over soon. you mf yourself. you struggle, yet you dont whine. You try. You act that you're ok, hoping that your body will get used to it.

Who are you to judge who is acting ? for those who doesnt believe there's a god, it's difficult. You think all your achievements are all YOUR doing. You think you're so fucking smart. i feel sorry for you.

**mf = mindfuck

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