Is it better to be concentrated on the moment and the details in life? Or is it worthwhile to have the big picture in mind?
When I see the big picture, I see all the details which aren’t the way I would like to have them to be. It is like a Swiss cheese landscape with holes.
When I try to concentrate on the moments in life, I am stuck to the details which are annoying me by their imperfection.
So, what is the best way to look at things?
I guess it needs a solution in between.
Being a member of a society, being part of a team at work, being a member of a family, being a tiny part of a bigger organization means adapting oneself to the others.
If I don’t feel like doing it, the sooner or later I get the information, I am not accepted by the group.
But where is the line between being different and adjusting to the rest? To which extent I am aloud to think, to talk, and to act differently?
Sometimes, it is difficult to find the right amount of being different.
Sometimes, it is easy to adjust.
It needs courage to be oneself and different than the others; it is like a tightrope walk.
If it is worthwhile, one hardly finds out during lifetime.
Aren’t they wonderful?
Three pieces of art.
But what is art? When it hangs or stands in the museum? Or when it is exposed to the public in a school building?
Being an artist is another discussion. Where does “being an artist” begin? When someone dresses, behaves like an artist? When someone creates an artificial piece of shit and sells it as art?
Being creative means to me transforming something obvious into something different.
Thinking can be creative, too.
I am thinking I am an elephant or a tree. I can feel the thick thin or the deep root, and it feels great handling difficult situations.