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Bugs Need Problems

Do you know a person who is often bugged about something and not shy in claiming it?

I’m not sure if constantly annoyed people know the extent of their problem.
It’s the gravity around their orbit.
Bugs–and that is people who are constantly bugged–go about living the same way they have been and wonder why bad things keep happening to them.
It’s wonder about the wrong thing. The focus is on the problem itself, not the solve, and this leads to feeling the weight of it. When we get past the problem we feel like we’re accomplishing something, affecting what our gravity pulls. When we don’t, we’re stuck in the mire.
Insecurity creates a feeling. That feeling becomes real. So a new problem gets created that overlays the actual problem.
The new problem then becomes that the annoyance takes top spot, not the process of figuring out the best solve. Feelings surround what you perceive as what will result, while the real result isn’t in yet.
Feelings are what comes out of you in several ways and are what others are affected by. That’s your gravity. That’s what is pulled towards you. Thinking creates feeling which becomes tangible. So thoughts are things. Thoughts create gravity.

Why problems are good

Change is growth.
Problems are your chance to see what may be glaringly obvious. They are ever-present. To make a life without problems is to not be involved in anything. Therefor, what you can do about what will always be there is change your reaction to it.
Think differently.
This may be a secret – everyone has problems. People who handle their obstacles have less of them, because how they do so doesn’t invite other ones. More than that, they are used to it and move on without making nearly as big a deal of it as a bug.
More Peace.

Your life will never be problem free

There is a correlation between being engaged in life and the problems you have. More involved = more hurdles. Those who work them out well have an easier time decoding the next ones and that leads to success over time. They don’t even become classified as troubles anymore.
The problem is a chance card in your game.
Use a problem in your day to wonder about it. Your version of what to do will come from your years of experience and knowing how you want your solutions and thus your gravity of what you pull towards you, to go.
Who in the entire world is better suited for that task than you?
Your odds are 1 in nearly 7 billion, and you are that one.
Solve your own sticking points. Get the info. Think about it. Do something.
Communication starts with talking to yourself.

I Think I Saved Someone Today

My mistake.
It was my fault,
I admit it.

It was my morning drive in.
There is a section where I take a frontage road and it has a quick left, then right turn to make. There was a car waiting, unsure whether I was going to continue straight or make that quick turn onto the frontage road.

Here’s where I’m a Dufus, did I spell that right?
Anyway, I didn’t blinker.
Yes, I’m that guy from time to time.
If I’m taking my drivers test, I’d have gotten points taken off though I don’t think
they’d fail me for that offense. I mean it’s not criminal, just legally inconsiderate.

The guy waiting though – this was his switch.
I hit the big red button.

As I made my selfish turn, moving past him, I look and see him pressed right up to his door window, yelling what I can only guess to be fire siren loud, with his face as red as the fire truck that would make such a sound. He was shaking that head he owned for impact, in a way that I was supposed to feel the weight and intensity of, so as to teach me some lesson that I would never again break.


I imagine that if you were a traffic officer, being off duty would be hard for you.
You see the road offenses happen, you’re trained to see them, but when you’re off duty you’re not able to have the same authority with all the tools by your side and you have to let it go.


As soon as I saw this guy’s display, I was glad to have just swallowed my sip of coffee
before the turn or else I would have had a spit-take to contend with.

I burst out laughing. Wow! I caused that?
This guy was hanging on by a thin thread.
I guess I saved someone.
Not him.
But I gave that valve a release.

What if someone at work would have unknowingly hit another one of what must be many buttons on this Baron? There could have been an incident. Someone was all ready to step in a big pile of red buttons he laid out there.
I hope that on this particular day when that minefield was crossed by a co-worker and a red button mine went off, that he just reacted by cursing them under his breath. Maybe snapping a pencil or an extra forceful two or three mouse clicks.
Tough life if that’s the norm.

He looked normal otherwise. You never can tell.
I suppose the right thought should be that you never know what another person is going through and this one moment wasn’t their best.
They should be treated with compassion.

Yeah, maybe.
But what’s also pretty likely is that there is a pattern of this.
I mean, c’mon, that was a major display.
I’m in no position to judge.
I am in a position to notice.

Oh well, that was fun, now on with my day.

I always hope that a little bit of thinking can slowly release the valve enough to avoid a pressure blowout.

There’s big red buttons laid out there and they squawk when you step on ‘em.