Misunderstood (Bon Jovi)

Sometimes they just don’t know; you are misunderstood. Oftentimes.

They can only see your clothing, without seeing the scars and smooth skin covered. Who knows? Only you and those witnessing incidents and occasions of yours directly. And that’s why it is ok to be misunderstood.

Keep your love only for your knowledge and the beloved.

Keep your life only for those whose eyes can see their own scars without doubting their own smoothness and see their smoothness without denying their scars. Those ones, even when they don’t know your intention, won’t judge you even in silence. They will only say “Ah! We’ve been through the same tides!” Or, if not yet, they would say “Oh! I should be ready to face what she has.”

Remember that your words are what will be read and heard, your deepest meanings belong to you, and you only.

There is a point in which they will leave you. And that’s when they can’t see you and so they feel insecure about themselves.

It’s fun to live like Mother Earth. The dwellers make stories on her. The farmers take care of her. The scientists study her. The traders transact whatever in her. The owner….

Keep walking.

Even you are misunderstood.

Just don’t lose the hope to LOVE,

Whatever they define you through what’s you convey.

Bon Jovi’s song entitled “Misunderstood”,will make them misunderstand you even more because of the video clip; because of the lyrics; because they are not able to deploy the deepest meaningof what’s conveyed, because they are not truly conveyed, because they are just dwelling. They won’t be able to see you through; they can only guess in laughter, and they are almost always wrong.

Unfinished Root Cause Analysis of Misunderstanding

Sometimes her tongue is too sharp
But don't blame her tongue,
It's her eyes too sharp
But don't blame her eyes,
It's her brain too critical
But don't blame her brain,
It's her rationale too weak
But don't blame her rationale,
It's her research insufficient
But don't blame her research,
It's her data too narrow
But don't blame her data,
It's her survey not detailed
But don't blame her survey,
It's her objective not well conveyed
But....

She writes love poems.
Yet they get angry, not knowing that
She just expresses naked truth.

She hopes that she is not exposed
As her poems are limited edition.

RC Gorman’s work of art

Misunderstood

Welcome,
Travelers
To my humble abode.
May you sit,
There is chair to enjoy.
May you stand,
There is painting to enjoy.
This lobby,
A place for every guest
To enjoy the best spread
Of food and beverage.
My kitchen
Is not,
Unfortunately.

Welcome, fellow travelers.
Leave when your storm ends.

——

My best friends once reminded me of how I should be afraid of being misunderstood and my response to them was “I am ok to be misunderstood by those who don’t have enough knowledge and/or love to understand who I am and what I am doing.”

They still say the same thing in different ways. I answer the same way.

Thank you.

💝

Biutyful

Life’s misunderstood
As blurred when eyes are cloudy.
Beauty is constant
Not to the eyes. To the heart
It’s a bunch of what’s biutyful.

——

Observing the observer—

Let them misunderstand whatever about your own self as a secret is a secret that will remain mystery to those sleeping or cloudy eyes. If bright eyes can be tricked with a sheet of A4, what will a block of wall do to those cloudy?

Life is biutyful.

my love isn’t romance – no description matches

Not My Job

Not my job to preach;
Simply sharing what is sensed.
Don’t get it wrong.

No, no…. If people think what writers write is only about themselves, that’s not the case. The writers are just like us, human beings who get inspired by everything they sense.

😌

who bites the donuts – one person or five or how many of them?