Monday, April 25, 2011

2 Great Instant Attitude Tips

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To stop yourself thinking negative thoughts you have to start yourself thinking positive thoughts. Here are my two best tips.

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Attitude Tips to Stop Negative Thinking

Hi Folk

These are two of my best Attitude Tips for controlling those negative thoughts that appear into your mind.

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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Don't Be Fooled by ME - GREAT poem

Don’t be fooled?

Hey guys...this is a fabulous poem that makes you think.

Don’t be fooled by me.
Don’t be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a thousand masks, masks that I’m afraid to take off,
and none of them are me.
Pretending is an art that’s second nature with me, but don’t be fooled
for God’s sake don’t be fooled.
I give the impression that I’m secure,
that all is sunny and unruffled with me.
within as well as without,
that confidence is my name, and coolness my game,
that the water’s calm and I’m in command,
And that I need no one.
Please don’t believe me. Please.

My surface may seem smooth, but my surface is my mask.
Beneath this lies no complacence.
Beneath dwells the real me in confusion, in fear and aloneness.
But I hide this. I don’t want anybody to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear of being exposed.
That’s why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,
a nonchalant sophisticated façade,
to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows.
But such a glance is precisely my salvation. My only salvation
and I know it.
That is if it’s followed by acceptance, if it’s followed by love.
It’s the only thing that will assure me of what I can’t assure myself
that I am worth something.

But I don’t tell you this. I don’t care. I’m afraid too.
I’m afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance and love.
I’m afraid you’ll think less of me, that you’ll laugh at me,
And your laugh would kill me.
I’m afraid that deep down I’m nothing, I’m no good
and that you will see this and reject me.
So I play my game, my desperate game.
With a façade of assurance without, and a trembling child within.
And so begins the parade masks. And my life becomes a front.

I idly chatter to you in the suave tunes of surface talk.
I tell you everything that is really nothing.
And tell you nothing of what’s everything,
Of what’s crying within me;
So when I’m going through my routine, do not be fooled by what I’m
Please listen carefully and try to hear what I’m not saying,
What I’d like to be able to say,
What for survival I need to say, but what I can’t say.

I dislike hiding. Honestly! I do
I dislike the superficial game I’m playing, the phony game.
I’d really like to be genuine and spontaneous, and me,
but you’ve got to help me. You’ve got to hold out your hand,
even when that’s the last thing I seem to want.
Only you can wipe away from my eyes the blank stare of breathing
Only you can call me into aliveness.
Each time you’re kind, and gentle, and encouraging,
Each time you try to understand because you really care,
my heart begins to grow wings, very small wings, very feeble wings,
but wings.
With your sensitivity and sympathy, and your power of understanding
you can breathe life into me. I want you to know that.

I want you to know how important you are to me,
how you can be the creator of the person that is me if you choose to.
Please choose to. You alone can break down the wall behind which
I tremble, you alone can remove my mask.
You alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic and uncertainty,
from my lonely person. Do not pass me by.
Please ……………… do not pass me by.
It will not be easy for you.
A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.
The nearer you approach me, the blinder I strike back.
I fight against the very thing I cry out for,
but I am told that love is stronger than walls, and in this lies my hope.
Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands,
but with gentle hands ………………… for a child is very sensitive.
Who am I, you may wonder. I am someone you know very well.
For I am every man you meet and I am every woman you meet.