tinted kaleidescopes

I always find it perplexing how each person in the world can look at something, be it a situation or an inanimate object or a colour or a piece of sushi, and perceive it in such contrasting ways. It's probably natural that this divergence in perspective exists across the board for humanity because this allows us to rethink our own perspective and test our five sense and challenge our perception. If a majority agrees that for all intents and purposes that the colour green is the same as the grass then those that think that grass is in fact lavender are thought of as a bit bizarre. But who wants to be thought of as bizarre? and is it even our prerogative to call someone out on their messed up argumentative bizarreness? Forget that. If someone wants to create their own world then I'm not going to be the one to bring them into my own reality.

It doesn't bother me and I actually love that humanity germinates differences, what bothers me is when someone refuses to see that it's possible for differences to exist and that their own reality is not the be all and end all for the world in it's entirety. It amazes me even more when someone can make up an entire situation in their head and create an entire mission battlefield argument in their head and then continue to blow it up on their own with little outside contribution.

Tonight I was supposed to go to a memorial ceremony, one of many in Israel tonight for Israel's fallen. What made this one different was that it was to memorialize losses on both sides of the conflict in this region. I've wanted to go to this one for years and for various reasons haven't gone. I RSVP'd and many of my friends were set to go. At the last minute I canceled under pressure from someone in my life who at every point I've dropped everything to help, even while a million miles away, despite being treated cruelly and constantly belittled by this person who doesn't ever bother to say thank you. This person has created such a situation in their mind that while I'm impressed that the person is so in touch with self emotion, I'm nauseated by this same persons inability to understand anyone elses emotion or reluctance to be close.

There's so much that I need to vent about here and it's a shame that I can't at this moment. Hopefully some of my emotion will percolate into something readable and inoffensive soon.