I find myself wanting to comment on different things I come across on the internet but the effort of doing so never seems worth it. My thoughts are always fairly long and in-depth and it seems like if I actually took the time to type it out it would just fall on deaf ears. People are only interested in sound bits and the truth is I'm not really any different. Although if it's someone I know I will listen to any and everything they say and give it earnest consideration and contemplation. I know what it is to be left alone to your own thoughts because no one cares to hear them. Most people are just waiting for you to shut up so they can talk. You can see it in their eyes and their expression. The art of listening is lost to people and they miss so much because of it. Not to say that there isn't a lot that I miss but I do truly try to take everything in that some says. If they're saying it then it must matter to them at least in some small way and there for is important. I've felt alone my whole life. I wonder how many other people feel that way. Feeling that what they think has no merit because no one will stop and truly listen. I also wonder if most people live in an ignorant bliss thinking that they are being listen to just because some one is looking at them and talking back to them. I guess that sounds funny but people hear one another all that time but very few truly listen and think about what the person is saying and why they are saying it. What is that person is trying to convey and why does it matter to them. Of course not everything requires such in-depth consideration, but people can expose their vulnerabilities when you least expect it and if you don't give it the consideration it's due you may never see that side of them again. Those who are most alone are those that can tell when people are truly listening. They also are the ones that are the best listeners because they know the pain of not being heard. The one that speaks the least is the one who you should listen to the most. I spout out all this when just as I said in the beginning it will fall on deaf ears. But I guess I write it for myself. Somewhere to put the words that no one would listen to. I find it funny that this would be the place to write such things. It somehow seems preferably to writing it in a journal. I guess the idea that here there might be some chance of being heard. Not that would change anything. Oh, well.
