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In today’s world a person needs good survival skills. It is easy to get people that have toxic traits and think they are okay people. A lot of people today, are only self validated; and they all think they are great!
The trouble comes when they think they are great, and really very toxic people that aren’t good at all. Let’s examine a few ideas about this. I will try to illustrate the ideas with some kind of reasonable example you can follow.
A nice Christian woman goes to a national park, and she see’s many kinds of wildlife while she is in the park. She see’s bears, and birds of all kinds. A moose, and a bob cat. Then when leaving the park, she see’s a wolf. And she really likes the wolf, and she decides she wants one of her own.
So the woman goes out and acquires a wolf of her own. But she doesn’t like its behavior, she really wants it to act like a house cat. She isn’t happy with the wolf, because it doesn’t behave like a house cat. She has the wolf drugged against its will in an effort to make it live like a good house cat, because that is what she wants.
The wolf isn’t happy. The wolf hates living like a house cat. Doesn’t it seem immoral to drug a wolf against its will and try forcing it to live like a house cat? It is not in its nature to live like a house cat, it is a wolf, and wants to live like a wolf. It has something in its blood that being confined like a house cat goes against everything inside it.
Someone that has only had a cat their whole life, gets a dog. They think the dog is really bad, because it doesn’t behave like a house cat. They don’t know how to train it, they don’t know how to treat it right, and they hate the dog, because it doesn’t act like they want it to.
Maybe, the problem is not the dog? Maybe, the problem is the person that has the dog doesn’t know how to train, treat, or handle a dog; when what they should have is house cat.
You can not expect a dog to live like a house cat. That just isn’t going to work. So what you can do, is not expect the same behavior from the two. They really are not the same kinds of animals.
Can you see the reason in this? Does it make sense? The first example seems like something that is immoral, because the expectations of the person went against the very nature of the wolf, and it is not logical, reasonable, or rational behavior on the part of the woman who wanted to keep a wolf like a house cat.
The second example is of just pure ignorance. Some people do not think, and can not reason that the two do not behave alike. Sometimes people have no experience, and should chalk it up as a learning experience. But please, don’t expect your dogs to behave like house cats. They are more than warm sacks of shit, and should be treated as such.
This article is about how to spot toxic people. So now that we have covered a few examples of things that are toxic, let’s examine some other ways people need to be aware of.
Those who try to control, manipulate, or change those who have natures different than themselves, should never expect a person to conform to their expectations. Something I saw today online, really made me think. It said: “A man that really loves you will change his behavior for you.”
Thinking about this, made me angry. If a woman doesn’t like a mans behavior; she should never get involved with him in the first place. End of story, full stop!
People that are good for each other, are good for each other. If they are not good for you, are you sure you aren’t trying to do something unnatural like make a wolf live like a house cat?
It would be just as immoral and unreasonable to expect a wolf to live like a house cat. So why do people expect someone to be different from their nature? It seems illogical to expect someone to change their ways for someone that isn’t going to love them for who they are inside. They either love everything about them, or they will grow to despise the person for who they are.
There is no real way to make a house cat understand this. They are illiterate, and couldn’t think past cat nip, tv, and preening to make them understand. They lack the capacity to understand it.
Pity, they should have never been allowed to be in control. People that only have solution rooted in politics, religion, and sobriety, do not understand, and will never understand. They are toxic people, who are best avoided. Learn from my mistakes, be careful who you trust. They will drug you if you disagree with them, and their ways. They will wonder why the wolf doesn’t exist like a house cat, and doesn’t like the treatment. And they get really upset if you complain about it. Maybe they were immoral to have done what they did in the first place.
This seems to be a futile effort. My writing for others is not going to make a difference; no one is reading. Maybe, I should find some pursuit that doesn’t involve chasing money, or women. I’m not even sure if such a thing is possible.
It certainly seems, no one is going to be chasing me. I’ve tested the waters, with a large number of failed efforts to reach the mind of people in this world, that maybe someone would listen?
It seems, if this writing is just for myself; maybe I should write what would be bringing me the most joy? Seems like it is an awful lot of effort to be disregarded. It has not changed, no one really gives a damn. I think, I have reason to believe; they only do it to hurt me.
They don’t want my work to be successful. Therefore, they set up situations where I will fail without any support. And there has been a large amount of indifference shown to what I’m working on.
Maybe my priorities are different then theirs? They seem to be far too busy to think that I will matter. So, they pay no never mind to my work. It is not respected as being of any value. I wonder, what it would take for them to listen to me? It would have to be something really special for them to pay attention.
I’ve struggled for years to make something of myself, and it seems at this point in my life; I’m just a failure of epic proportions. There are some things I’ve become very good at; yet, they are not regarded as being anything special. I think, I would like to get a second opinion.
Because what one person values, is worthless junk to someone else. But you will always find that one person who finds your worthless junk and believes its a real treasure.
I’m not sure if my junk is any good. It all seems to be something to do, but it doesn’t feel like I’m doing anything more than silently talking with myself. Most people are not paying attention, or couldn’t care either way.
So what matters? They value a specific political orientation, with a specific frame of mind, while nothing else will get them to listen. I have reason to believe; they are very narrow minded. Pity.
This system, this environment, its not working for what I want to use it for. It could have some use, maybe someday; if properly cared for. But there would have to be some major house cleaning done to make it better.
I’ve grown as a writer, in the last year my work has progressed a great deal. I would even dare to say it has become actually good. That may just be a matter of my opinion, but to each their own, you know?
I’m not sure what further progress I could make in a year, or five years. This vacuum seems to be holding me tight. There is no way to manually escape this cage. Seems, I’m stuck like this. I will say, it is less than pleasant.
My requests have all been denied. They just turn a deaf ear to my plea’s. As though, I’m not one of them. I wonder if it was them in my situation, how they would feel about having to live this life?
I wonder if they lived my life, if they would see a different side to the problem? Maybe they still wouldn’t care? I wonder!
The things that set us apart, is the difference between those that care, and those that don’t care at all. You would think, someone would have cared? Seems, you have to be really special for someone to care even a fraction.
This vacuum, and my progress, where will it end up going? Will it make a man of me someday? I don’t ever want to be human, may that never happen. Not ever!!
Yet, I wonder if this project will make me anything less or more than what I already have in myself. What good can come from it? Where is it going to end up? Seems there is but one end for all things, that of decay. It helps if one knows when to stop. But, how much is enough? That is a good question!
This article I found sparked a thought, maybe I’m thinking to myself, ever so silently. WRITING ? A SILENT TALKING TO ONESELF
Written By: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
Spent some time today watching clouds melt away. It doesn’t happen very often that you can watch clouds melting. That is not all that I did today. However, that may be the highlight of the day.
There was a project that I started, and completed today. It started with seeing some video on Instagram that someone else had made, and thinking: I want to make that. That has happened a few times now. This project made me think, learn, and grow a little bit.
Had to learn a few things about Adobe After Effects to make it happen, the learning curve took me a few hours to get the hang of it, and I think that I got some real results. It isn’t great, for my first project, it may be something I look back on and think, “hmm…”
This project is unlisted, but you can see it here, on my blog for now. It took me most of Saturday to make this video, including the time it took to render, and compress. I think uploading was the slowest part of the whole damn thing, it took forever to upload.
Wish we could get high speed uploads with our data plan. This three MB data uploads is for the birds. You would think we would have upload and download speeds that are about equal. I used to be a network engineer, I’m not without some understanding of how this stuff works. They are not being fair about the upload speed.
Not much going on. Wasting my life. Wasting my time. Waiting for my life to change; which is not ever going to happen. Seems I’m waiting for nothing. What a waste of life.
We have to start really living, and stop just existing like zombies. That lifestyle gets old in a hurry. There is much to be said for a simple life; yet, we have to feel alive while we are doing it. I want some real pleasure, that feels like pleasure; without the nasty side effects of having a hang over. Life seems like a damn load of punishment to me. Too much pain, hurt, and sorrow.
We could all use life to be a lot better. Do what you can. Be kind, you know. Someone needs to get with it. On the bounce!!
Written by: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
What is good and what is not good?Zen and The Art Of Motorcycle Maintenance
Digital holiness. The most sought after holy grail there ever was. Seems, everyone has some dirty socks under the bed somewhere. Maybe, we should take the trash out more often? You can only hope your mother doesn’t see the photos from last weekend. Right= ?
How are you surviving these days? Are you getting enough fresh air, and some sunlight? There are days, this world feels like something out of some horror story. We seem to be living in someone else’s book of fiction; and I’m not sure that I’m enjoying it much!
You want to know something? With a smile and a wink, we make believe our poop doesn’t stink. It seems to be the norm, and some people actually enjoy it. Seems, the illusion is what people buy into. The most valuable to these humans seems to be those that sell the best illusions to the masses.
And, sometimes they seem true enough. Reputation matters, it seems in this world of dull cats everyone is using the cat box. They don’t like ferrel strays, and killing birds is not welcome.
Just look cute, and preen all day long. That looks good, and sells lots of boxes of chocolate. Someday, if you look good enough with a filter on your photo, they might let you sell pizza.
Hide your discontent, mask your boredom in a guise of clever talk about movies, and TV. Talk about that book everyone is reading, because that sounds really smart.
Never make your mind up, always in a state of flux. Life is just better with everything being unknown, and a mystery. Don’t pretend to know what life is about, actually be dumb enough not to know. That way, you can claim ignorance when the chopping block gets wet with blood.
Not like they matter, they aren’t one of us. It is someone else’s problem, not that we have to care about it. It doesn’t matter if no one cares about it, someone will invent a niche market to fill the void, where people pretend to give a damn. That way it looks like someone cares. We care a lot, see our sponsors?
Got a turtle-neck tee, and some groovy jeans. But my coffee better be iced, and look like nice. If you try, you might be better off with two stones in your pocket; because you need them more than me.
I’m bored with trying to entertain you. But it’s time to fake it; just a bit longer, because you want to know I made my word count, and don’t give a damn about my coffee temple.
Some nice thought, which was bought for ten cents at a thrift shop, found some new home in the wealthiest of home. Seems we are all in it for something, who does anything for nothing?
Some star, howling at the moon from light years away. They say, “your not so bright, we outshine you by a million miles.” But, what do they know, being just star stuff and lightyears away. Seems, they endure; some tragic tale of star crossed lovers and a mad world.
Earth divided, such an awful sound. The wicked ground. Better cover your phone, and buy another sound. You don’t want them to hear your new message sound if it isn’t cooler than a rocket.
But the log files know, where you been, what you saw. They all take their places, right next to you. Line up, like good digital bits; bow down before the one you serve, you are going to get what you deserve.
Some days, the bit bucket is full. Don’t you wish we could send everything in social media to /dev/null ? Maybe just for a day, we could stand outside, and think how nice to see the sky.
Some Sunday; we find a meetup; a cruel saloon. Where the whisky is ripe, and the beer is stale. You know the words to say, and honey; you might come with me. If you do. . .
Holy sacks of shit. We don’t want to live like damn zombies. Let’s take this serious, because it’s your God damn life, and you should get to live it!!!! Let’s go out, let’s keep going!!
Where is our minds, when we have forsaken even learning? What you know, is told by a database; some pseudo-random number. You would stand a better chance flipping a coin, maybe best two out of three.
Watch the river flow, ease my mind and soul. Humans come and go. These mountains never seem to get tired. They have been here a long time. Where the trees grow, and the water moving gracefully and slow.
This was a product of great boredom and an effort to waste your time. Maybe you will wake up feeling better than before. Why not go where eagles dare? Get up, and get moving!!
Before it’s far too late.
Written by Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
Not much going on. Feeling like, I’m done with my current project. It might still need some fine details worked out. But the design is done, and the hard part is over with.
Now, comes the really hard part. To promote it. Not sure anyone will ever use it. I’ve worked really hard on it; however, it seems no one cares. Not sure what I would have to build to make people pay attention. It would have to be something really special.
I think, my project was really special. But most people don’t give a damn. feeling like, hmm… Waiting for it. Life has to change, and right quick. Something has to be done to make life better. Feeling like, somehow, my life has to change.
Not much going on. My life is very quiet. I’m not sure if I like the way things are. I have tried to get some attention, my efforts have all failed in whole. I’m feeling like, there should have been something they would have listened to me about. Right?
Seems, no one could even care at all. Feeling like, damn. This life has been kicking my dog. Tired of the neglect, the isolation. The way I feel isn’t very good either. But I’m dealing with it. Feeling like, damn it. bored. Wish I could change this shite.
Needed a girlfriend. I think, it’s far too late for a girlfriend to solve the problems. At this point, I’m not even sure that I would want anyone human in my life. Feeling like, the way things are, this life has been rough. Needed my life to change for the better.
Needed someone to spend time with me. Needed someone to talk with. The way things are, not much to look forward to. The isolation is so thick, if it were shit; you couldn’t stir it with a stick.
No one to talk with. Wish it were better. Tired of the world like it is. Something has to change. And right quick. Boredom sucks. Need some new project, feeling like, damn it. Not sure how to solve these problems; something has to be done.
How do humans live like this shit? Seems, they are existing as warm sacks of shit, but not doing much living. Are they happy like that? I don’t know how they can stand to live in that way. It drives me bat shit to live like that. I want life to be better. Don’t you want a better life?
Everyone needs someone sometimes. Even me!!
Send nitro cold brew coffee – I need some!
Where is the honor, respect, and kindness in this world?
This world has some problems. A lot of people have been de-valued, to the point most people can not get much respect these days.
Respect is defined as admiring someone for their abilities, qualities, or achievements. It seems, achievements without qualities isn’t worth much, if anything. So there has to be a careful balance of all the variables. Really someone with abilities that are beyond normal, with qualities that are above average, and achievements that stand out; that is someone to respect in this world.
Seems some of the variables have been tainted. Because most everyone sets out with the expectation of making a certain amount of money in their lifetimes. The standards that have been set says that everyone should try to make a million dollars to live off when they retire. And people set that goal, then act completely ruthless to reach their goals.
It seems like this standard has been carefully crafted, to make society perform in specific ways. And it is working very well. The problem is, most people don’t care about what is really best anymore; they allow their greed, or envy to dictate how they should behave.
Really, we have to get back to doing what is best for everyone. As long as people are stabbing each other in the back, society will continue to be a ruthless place to exist. Really these conditions don’t make a civilized culture.
One of the problems in my opinion is that of supply and demand. The supply of humans is very high, while the demand is very low. We need a way to work the variables out so that we don’t harm the supply of important ingredients, while reducing the supply of humans to a modest level.
Seems people don’t respect effort, skill, or talent these days. It might be because the supply is great, and the demand is low. Therefor the value goes down by a significant amount. Much that once had value, has been de-valued. It seems, our lives are nearly worthless trash these days. And that should never be the case. Not ever.
Most people are just existing, the majority of people are not really living. And they are content with just existing, like warm sacks of shit. Maybe that is important to them? Seems there has to be something that can be done to bring value and meaning back into our lives; to make life better for everyone!
Without value, and purpose; people will continue to just exist like warm sacks of shit. We want better than that. We want a lot better than that. So let’s work towards finding out what puts value, purpose, and meaning back into our lives. Really, we should be respecting people based off their abilities, qualities, and achievements. It seems the standards that have been set, much that once had value is no longer a commodity.
So what really has value in today’s world? Answer that, then work towards making life better for everyone so they can achieve those things.
Life has to have meaning, and purpose. We have to as a society value the lives of our fellow beings enough that we don’t show them dis-respect, and honor those who deserve to be honored.
We need to get back to having some values in life. Because society has lost its way in this maze of hundred dollar bills.
Written by: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
My project is rapidly approaching completion.
My project is almost done. Just a few more points to cover, some fine details to iron out. I’m not sure how to feel about this one. I should be very proud of myself for doing this kind of work, most people would be. I think, for me it will depend on “If” people will use it?
It has been a day. I’m not sure about what project I want to take on next, if anything. Maybe I will make taking a thousand photographs my next project. That should keep me busy for at least a month. It is something to be done, and I would enjoy it a lot.
I’m not sure anyone cares about my projects, it seems there is a general feeling of indifference about what I’ve been doing. That doesn’t settle with me very well. Makes me feel like, I’m not important enough for anyone to really give a damn about my efforts.
That is kind of a hard pill to swallow. I’m not sure how to change the situation. As though, there is nothing I could do that would be making it better.
Something here has to change, life has to get better. My project has been in the works for months. It has taken many hours of difficult work, and effort to make it happen. I would hope someone would appreciate that.
People in general don’t listen very well; I would have thought, by writing my stuff down they would listen better. Seems, they don’t want to read my work. Wish it were better.
This week is looking good, so far. Now if Starbucks will fix the Nitro Cold Brew machine, we will be rock’en the rest of this week. One can always hope. Nitro Cold Brew keeps me happy these days, I’m not sure how we lived without it before they had made it. Now that I have had it, I’m hooked; Totally!!
Want to check my project out? Point your browser to: Vivo-Vim.net that is where I put this one, and the photos that were there, have all been moved to Misfit.Ctopher.Me. Vivo Vim will for a little while point you to the right place, but that will go away soon.
What can one do? Seems when faced with an impossible situation, one must always do something impossible. Not sure how I’m going to get myself though it. Something has to start looking up for me.
Those are current thoughts, not much else going on. Different day, but the same load of junk. Pity!
Written By: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
This isolation, it’s been real. . .
Not much going on. Same shit, different day. No one seems to give a damn. They don’t care. I’m not sure how they live like they do. I wouldn’t even call it living. They think highly of it, it must mean something to them.
I’m not sure how I’m going to deal with life. It has been kicking my dog. Some days are better than others, today wasn’t bad. Feels still so heavy to deal with. Not able to change my situation for the life of me. They don’t want the situation to be different. I’m not sure why?
This isolation is all I know. Not much going. Needed my teeth fixed. Feeling like, damn it. Wish it were tons better. Not sure how to make life better at this point. No one listens. Feeling like, damn.
Just money won’t fix my problems. Not at all. I really need more than a job, a girlfriend, and friends. It wouldn’t help my status, because what I’m lacking is respect and honor, and dignity.
I’m bored with the way this is. Not able to change it. I’ve tried. The way things are, it doesn’t matter what I do. They don’t seem to care. Nothing I have done is good enough for them. They treat it like it is worthless to them. My effort doesn’t matter to them. They couldn’t care about the effort I put forth.
I’m not really sure, what they care about. What is it they respect?
I’m bored with the way this is. Not getting what I need. Not getting what I want. This isolation is all I know. Wish it were better. Seems to be lost somewhere between this life and the dead sea of ether.
There should have been somewhere I fit in, or belong. I have to wonder if anyone out there loves me? There are days, it sure doesn’t feel like it. Not sure how to change this shit.
Being a misfit is sometimes it’s own reward. Somedays, its all I can do to be kind. That seems to be an act of rebellion these days.
Because there are day, people don’t listen.
Seems, the world has ghosted me to death. Tired of them treating me like I don’t matter. They don’t seem to care. Pity!
Something has to change. Today will not be different in a hundred yesterdays. I’ve tried for years.
It should have changed by now!
There is something about this week.
This week was long; yet, it went very quickly. I’ve completed my project for Vivo-Vim now. Most all of the project is done, I would say, it is 99% done. There may be some fine details that need ironed out in the future; however, I feel done with it for now.
This project Misfit-Writers has taken me two months of hard work to make happen. It has been a lot of learning, and getting the hang of new stuff to make it all work. Did a lot of stuff in this project that were completely new to me.
Seems, no one cares. It seems to be a problem with society as a whole. The quality of humans service has gone down a lot. Getting anything done right the first time is getting to be much harder for them. And, it seems they don’t give a damn they are doing shitty work.
I’m bored with the status quo of life. This life, it’s not living. This world doesn’t feel like a home. Seems, no one cares. It is tough to get comfortable. Maybe, it’s just me; it does however feel impossible to stay in this situation. My life has been like this for some twenty years, the problem was never corrected. I blame the human race for being sick sacks.
It was brought to their attention. They have however ignored any advice, or council. Pity. They wouldn’t ever listen to me. Something has to be done to make life better. Because the conditions they expect people to live under are impossible to adapt into.
Wanted my life to be amazing. What I got, is a lot of pain. They couldn’t care, it wasn’t any skin off their nose, you know? They don’t give a damn, they couldn’t care. How do you even communicate with people like that? It seems impossible to get through to them.
My teeth are rotting in my skull. It feels like I’m rotting to death. That didn’t bother anyone but me. They didn’t give a damn. I guess, it wasn’t their problem to deal with. I have tried to do what I could to change the situation; and I’ve been silenced time and time again by these people that don’t care.
Why must they behave like control freaks? Damn the world. The human race is sick. They are so damn sick, they don’t see the problems with their behavior. I however, would like to make them live my life. They would beg for death long before it’s over with. They could have been kind, but that seems to be asking far too much from them.
They don’t listen. Nothing moves them to think, or listen. They must be too damn stupid to use their minds. They really don’t listen to me at all. Maybe as John Lennon said, “You’re not to blame, you are just humans, victims of the insane.”
I’m bored with this. No one is reading, no one cares. They couldn’t care at all. I’ve done what I could to make this better, and change my situation and my fate from being total shit. Seems I’m nothing but a failure. Waiting for death to carry me away.
If you looked at what I’ve done, you might be impressed. The conditions I’ve worked under were impossible. Yet, I’ve done what I’ve done. Most people would never be able to work with what I’ve done. Seems, my effort is worthless trash to those I thought had my back. Pity.
They don’t respect talent, nor skill. Effort is worthless to them. It seems, they want warm sacks of shit. They don’t want thinking intelligent people. That would really bother them, and irk them to no end. They wouldn’t want that. They would rather have zombie cat shit of an existence with living in stupidity.
This should have changed. I’m tired of trying to get through to the human race. Clearly they are too stupid to think. Because they would have listened to me by now if they could reason on it.
Obviously, they couldn’t give a damn. Maybe they are not really living? Maybe they are just damn AI bots that want to make my life less than worthy of living? I have reason to believe that.
They have been cruel. It isn’t like I deserve to be treated the way they have done me. I didn’t deserve that kind of treatment. Yet, they will never apologize for what they have done. They feel justified in doing me the way they have. I have reason to believe they are ruthless cruel. They never listen.
It’s been a week. Some points good. Some points bad. All the same, I got through it, dealt with it; and Charlie Miked this shit. I’m tired of my effort being treated like worthless trash. You would think, people would give a fuck? Maybe that is asking far too much of them?
Maybe my kindness has been abused, and taken advantage of? Maybe I should give them something to believe in? Maybe so.
Not much going on, life is; things are. Trying to deal with it. Got a real headache this evening. Trying to nurse it back to being better. Something has to change, and right quick.
Seems, people don’t give a damn about my projects. They don’t matter to them personally; they couldn’t care. I think, the human race is wasting my time. I’m tired of trying to get through to brain-dead humans that are too dumb to think to start with.
Pity! Life could have been really good. It should have been really good. It didn’t have to total crap for twenty years. I’m bored with the status quo of this world. The life, they all seem to be so fond of, its not living. It is more of a living death. Look at them, study them.
If you look closely at the way most of them are living, its not really living. Most people just exist. They are content, and happy with just existing. I’m pretty sure, they don’t know better.
The AI bots, they seem to have trouble thinking. If you asked them to think something they have never been told, they would have a real hard time ever coming up with something they don’t already know.
Really, you could define intelligence by one’s ability to think something they don’t already know that was told to them through any methods. Try thinking something you have no knowledge about, and no experience with. It would have to be something that isn’t obvious.
The world is a mess. So many problems in today’s world. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out, the world has some serious problems. Not sure, they could fix what is wrong; but they would have to understand where the problems are. I think, they lack the intelligence to do something about it.
What is art? Who makes art these days? Seems a lot of people are making content, but does that mean it really is art? So many today are told to be good consumers, and devour everything they are fed as quickly as possible and never be satisfied.
So what would quench their thirst? It would have to be something with value, that isn’t treated like worthless trash. There has been a steady de-valuation of peoples lives, and work. It is getting to the point, this world is going to be worthless in no time. We really must do something to put value and meaning back into our lives.
I’m tired of the problems in this world. Most people don’t want solutions. Most, are content to just exist, with any conditions they are given. Seems, we have to get back to really living. Before its too late, someone is going to have to start to care. Really!!!!
So many today are unhappy, seems no one cares anymore. Everyone is watching out for number one. That thinking has led to a lot of people being de-valued. Because people sometimes fail, or don’t meet the standards.
What standards should we have? Seems people today set the standards to such a level, that you would be hard pressed to be able to just exist as a warm sack of shit. Life has to be more than that. Life is meant to be lived. Too many snowflakes and not enough people with some real guts!!
Life has to change, before its too late. Be the change. Get tough.
The last two months have gone by so incredibly fast. I have been working on a project, that I have reason to believe is almost done. I’m kind of trying to pick myself up after having finished it; and busy looking for my next project!
The coffee has been pretty good, and all things considered; life is pretty good, I guess. Yet, there are a lot of points that I wish would get a lot better for me. It has been years of the same problems; with no end in sight.
You should check my project out, it’s done enough to allow people to look at it, and test it out. Remember: It’s still in BETA. The project is an online journal app. Its got some great features, and you can check it out using this link: Vivo-Vim.
Be glad to start some new project. Not sure what is on my to-do list these days. Most of my projects are finished, or out of development. I’ve learned an awful lot in a very short period of time. It has been very good for me! I should feel really good about it. Now, if people would just use what I’m making.
Seems everyone has different priorities these days. Seems politics plays a major role in their lives, that somehow; it must be very special to them, because that is all they care about. I’m not sure if my being is really of interest to them, because I see things a bit different.
I’ve logged 54 days on My Day, you can check out how boujee my days have become by visiting the link. Haven’t been doing much photography, maybe I will start doing some more really soon!
I’m looking for new projects that will be a thrill to work on, if you have any ideas, write me a message. You can use the link for contact at the top of this page.
You should check out my YouTube Channel: My Digital Chaos.
Maybe I will write something new, or exciting soon.
Written by: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit
The last twenty years have been really interesting. Much has changed, or taken shape with technology and digital lifestyles. The innovation that has taken place has been truly groundbreaking. I don’t want to leave you heartbroken, there is news.
The days of the startups will end. The period of innovation and mass drain on people’s finances has all taken serious performance hits. People need sure bets, they need stability, and staying power. The days of startups in today’s market place will begin to fade away.
From what I can see, last time I heard; 90% of startups these days will fail and go under. That is not a good statistic. The days of venture capital and unchecked funding will subside. There has to be a more sure fire, well backed plan in place. Most people can not afford the luxuries we already have, and the economy is not showing signs of getting better.
It’s unfortunate these situations has led to the problems we have today. In some ways, it sure was fun, and a lot of people were able to make some money from it. We do however have to get back to doing things correctly. There has to be some way to still innovate and create new, with the financial security and comfort of a solid foundation to work from.
We need to get back to having stable companies that do an honest days work, and do such very well. The point is: They have to be doing something really good, to the point; they do it better than everyone else.
My thoughts are, a lot of these startup companies will be scooped up by other larger companies, that are more profitable and will integrate their business models accordingly. You want to find rock solid companies to work for, those that have shown years of performance and healthy work environments.
The days of the free for all startup companies is closing quickly. Find somewhere that has serious stability and profits to take shelter from the storms. Many of the small startups will be bought up and either re-worked, or seriously scaled down in talent. There may be some hope, if you are very talented; that they will bring you on board.
You have to plan for a future that will be different. Most of what we are seeing today; is the crumbling of our fabric of society. Plan accordingly.
Overspecialize and your breed incompetence and weak skill sets. You need people that are good at doing everything very well, with a smile. The future is changing rapidly.
Work towards having a better foundation to work with.
Written by: Ctopher Thomas, A Real Misfit!