Be Judgmental

 

In my questionable youth, I had a clear idea of what I wanted to do, where I wanted to be and whom I wanted to be there with.  All of this concise self-discovery was based on one simple idea: be judgmental.  It wasn’t until I stopped being judgmental that my life became a huge maze filled with ghetto trap doors that led to other ghetto trap doors and then another and another and so on.  All of those past snap judgments and lightning speed assessments were not for naught.  The problems and situations I find myself in now would be unfathomable were it not for my abandoning my personal credo.  I seemed to let one truth cloud another in adhering to a firm belief that human personalities were like clay and could be shaped into beautiful things if set inside of the right hands.  All the while forgetting that mud could be mistaken for clay at a glance.

The snap judgment of a bar skank saves you the future drama of a baby-mama gone ballistic.  A likewise judgment of ex-friend turned junkie saves you the future experience of having your TV stolen.  I could go on and on, but to the intelligent reader the point has been made twice too many already.  Am I reminding you, the reader, or am I reminding myself?  Oh, I am not trying to hide the truth, my brothers and sisters.  I am without a doubt reminding myself.  Sometimes the walls are not closing in on you but instead you are pulling the walls in on yourself.  

  In being judgmental to the point of success it is important not to exclude yourself.