Get along

Sometimes, we say things we don't mean, out of spontaneity. Spur of the moments that is caused by plain old ignorance or lack of tact imbued in our very genotypes (meaning, we're just made that way, y'know). Point is, you don't actually mean the stuff you said. Not really.

This is perfectly normal.

But the problem is, such things causes misunderstandings, which consequently results in conflict. Whatever the case may be, people get hurt. Some people forgive & forget. Some don't. People are people. The very diversity of our selves is evidence of God's existence. Don't you think?

You've got to try and view things in different perspectives. One man's liberation is another's prison. Yes, I'm being cryptic for the very same reason. To avoid, conflict. Okay, too cryptic.

Oh heck, whatever. What I really want to say is:

A degree of detachment is advisable. Let us not be immature because the fact remains that...

We all suffer in our own private ways,

We are but inhabitants of our own private worlds.

Forsake not your camaraderie,

For the sake of agony.

Forsake not your herd mentality,

For the sake of complexity.

Flock, Get along, Tolerate,

For we are all but foolish illiterates.

Title: (Get Along)