” Everyone has a story to tell, it’s just whether you are willing to hear them out”
These are words I live by, unsure of where it comes from or even if I had come up with myself, I still live by it, and the meaning holds so true, our lives are very insignificant making up one out of however many billion, – a statistician will be sure to tell you that the odds are against you, yet by coming to understand one another, you really find that every single person – no exception has a story to tell, be it a problem, their family, or even how they are currently standing in this very spot, these stories fascinate me, it shows that even though each persons life is fairly insignificant relative to the population size, each of us lives a life worthy of thousands.
The lecturer in your university who speaks in a monotonous tone might have fought for his country. The blue-collar worker who you see grumbling on the bus every morning may be working his ass off to because his wife is in hospital. The man who you saw being tackled to the ground by policemen was only stealing to feed his family. Each and every individual has a story and is up to whether you wish to be a listener or a speaker. I choose the first; and it has honestly changed my view on the world, simply looking into a room of ten people, I can tell you that all ten have a story to tell, be it achievement, troubles, or even what they did today each provides a story worth listening.
And for the first thing, I am not religious, you cannot disjoin from reality and call it truth, that is merely wishful thinking. Our lives are made up of what is right in front of our eyes from our past, present, to our future, that is what defines us, not a greater being, being born blank slates, we merely make ourselves based on the influence both bad and good, yes that person comes from a fairly poor background, yes he doesn’t eat lunch with you because he says he’s ‘saving money’. Does this mean this person is bad? No.. He might be a greater man than most, brought up through respect and kindness shaping him min better than any gold or silver could afford.
This shapes each of us, and within each and every one, we hold stories, some small, some mighty, there is a story to be heard. These so called ‘life events’ each one of us encounters is the basis of these so called stories both big and small teach us great things, tinge otherwise unknown to us, yes academics will teach you greatly, and yes, intelligence will surely make you a great thinker, but then why are the greatest minds considered to have a gift? It’s because most great minds have a story, a background, shaping them to who they became.. I guess in a sense you can tell that I feel this is very important to me.. Maybe me alone but ah wells.. I guess some people miss out on stuff and others don’t… But then again, that’s life I guess….

Hey.
I randomly stumbled upon this post as I was searching for something, and I really like this. I so understand what you’re talking about, as I for one too say the same exact things. I look at all the people in the street, and know that each and ever one of them has their own story, own problems, own thoughts rummaging through their heads. Each had a story to tell. This especially strikes me when I’m on an airplane and look at all the masses below, and how again, all have a story.
Sorry for blabbing like this it’s just nice to know someone shares your thoughts!
haha no problem
I don’t mind blabbing is just another story to hear! and well its one of the little quirks of life that you come to understand, its actually amazing if you think of it in such a perspective
Oh and sorry for the late reply ><" almost forgot about my blog! LOL. needs some posting and updating.. think a facelift is in order! but thats just me babbling this time