Truth and relativity

I like to think that I have the world figured out and that you sometimes shouldn’t believe everything you see or hear and I don’t get sucked in (too much) because of advertising but human nature is to be selfish (perhaps there is a gene for it) and even I forget that sometimes what I believe or perceive may not always be how it was intended.

I recently went and saw the musical Wicked (this was an excellent production and I have been singing “Wonderful”, “Popular” and “What is this feeling?” far more than i should). I guess you could say the theme was along the lines of misconceptions. Why is it that we think what we think? and are we always right? It definitely makes the world a much harder place to understand because suddenly you might have another option, another choice to consider.

Now the circumstance that brought this line of thinking on for me was what started out as a normal conversation which developed into me getting upset and yelling out out something which I believed to be true (I also said that I need therapy, so clearly I was not happy). Upon reflection and a much calmer conversation I was given a different version of the story, one which I had never even thought of. Whether this version of events is true I couldn’t say but it did enough to get me wondering when I had become selfish enough to think that this person might not want the best for me? If there were now two sides to the story who is right or how do you come to agreement or what do you do if you can’t? It’s that whole scenario of the victors write history.

It’s given me a bit to think about and maybe it will help me be a little less sensitive about certain things because I have now aired those things I bottled up but then again that could just be who I am but then again how I see myself may very well be completely different to how someone else sees me.

Sometimes too much thinking is where the problem lies, if we could just say this is right and this is wrong then we would all know where to stand when the line in the sand is drawn. And if we gave up thinking we might all enjoy ourselves a bit more because we wouldn’t be spending all our time worrying an considering things.

Sometimes I think I just ask to many questions.