Lingerdog's World

I see all this hurt in the world, people hurting their husbands, wives, children, parents, friends. And for what, do they hurt these people that they claim to love, usually for their own selfish desires, masked in the clothing of modern self righteousness. Because Oprah or Dr. Phil or some book or half off his rocker quack told them that their happiness was the most important thing in the world, and of course, you want to believe that, because we are selfish creatures, and we are self centered, and to hell with anyone who would stand in the way of the collective of MY HAPPINESS.

When here is the dirty little secret, others can't influence your happiness, it comes from within you, they may affect your mood, but your happiness, well that's all up to you. Ever wonder how someone that has never been able to see can be happy, or what about the poor and the destitute that find happiness in their own life. What about people that have lost every single thing they thought was important to them, and yet, are still happy?

I see the post about how this person or that person is standing up for their happiness and screw anyone that doesn't like it because they will just be written out of their life. If that person is so easily written off, why were they in your life to start with?

When are we going to learn, that our own emotional baggage, cast onto others, is not going to get rid of the baggage, it's ours, and it's going to come back and back and back until we sit alone with it in that cold dark empty space, and we finally find the courage to turn on the light and face that emptiness inside ourselves and we can then ask, why have I been searching for something to fill myself, why did I think I needed others opinions of me to be high, before I could be happy.

Why did I try to push away anyone who came into my life who wanted to help me find my way from this present darkness we are all in. Why didn't I allow myself to be free, and accept myself for who I am, without all the anger, and drama this world says we should show when declaring to the world that I am me, hear me, and step on me no more. An attitude that pushes away those we may have been closest to, and drives a wedge between the love that holds us all fast together.

Quit hurting one another, look at those you love, see them, look them in the eyes when there is no one around and no distractions, no tv, no radio, nothing but the two of you and God, and tell them how you feel about them, without holding back, without fear without shame, tell them you love them, tell them what they mean to you. Then show them, not for them, but for you, because when we don't show someone we love them, sometimes, we start to forget we love them. Hold on to that moment in their eyes, because a day will come, when those eyes are gone, and you will wish, you had told them how you felt, before they were gone.

You won't wish you had belittled them, or argued with them, or passive aggressively acted like nothing was wrong when they hurt your feelings because you pride was too great to admit that they had hurt you only to blow up at them for something unrelated. Tell them how you feel. Hold on to every moment you have with them. Don't let go.

This started as a facebook status update, that kind of got out of control.

This thought occurred to me at work a few days ago. I was working...yep actually working for a change and not day dreaming about softball, when I hear blood curdling screaming coming form the kitchen.

I'm thinking horrible things, a gunman has come in, someone has just collapsed of a heart attack, her hand fell off. I was not expecting what had happened, which was, she moved some paper towels and there was a roach underneath.

And I get it, you don't like roaches, so squish the little bugger, you don't need to scream for twenty seconds straight and scare the office half to death.

So I started wondering, why do we hate roaches so much? When I think about it from a logical point of view the first things I examine are the fact that roaches are bugs, just like moths and beetles and any other number of bugs, that we don't freak out about, even when we see them in a house.

Then there are the facts of roaches "Because roaches eat garbage and waste, they can spread bacteria like Salmonella and Shigella from place to place. As they walk, they leave trails of fecal matter, which they use to find their way around. On top of being gross, these trails can cause stains and odors. The proteins in cockroach saliva and waste can also cause allergies and aggravate asthma."

But how many people actually know that, and don't just hate them because they always have.

"There are about 4,000 species of cockroach, of which 30 species are associated with human habitations and about four species are well known as pests."

So is it just the anecdotal fear of mass infestation that causes the hate, and brings about the freak out at the site, giving the roach discoverer visions of a scene from Joe's Apartment?

"People also hate roaches because they can be extremely difficult to get rid of. One reason is because of their natural behavior. They reproduce quickly and are hard to kill. Since they're nocturnal, many people don't notice their presence until there are so many that they've run out of places to hide."

So is this it? Is that the reason the freak out happens? Or is there some deep seated fear in us, some generational knowledge passed on through our DNA that tells us that cockroaches are our enemy and plan to take over the world at the first opportunity?

I leave you with this thought, to me, they are just another insect, and while a home infestation definitely not something to take lightly, also not the end of the world.

"While Blatella germanica and a few others make nuisances of themselves, most species of cockroach generally mind their own business. Many cockroaches live in warm, tropical areas and feed on decaying wood and leaves. They help break down this organic debris; in the process, they add nutrients to the soil through their waste. They're also a food source for small reptiles and mammals. In other words, in spite of their bad reputation, cockroaches are ­an important part of many ecosystems. "