Three stages of being here
As I noticed only recently there are three stages of life and of being on SW. There's this initial stage in which one is too green to give any decent enough reply to anything, or even can't do that with the proper skill of being diplomatic enough. It's for sure easy to say that Ukraine can't win the war with Russia in the first year of their war, but one should be either prepared for the fury of the reactions or say it in a way that's neutral enough.
Thus answers given to others is with risk and will be received with a certain distain because there's hardly no experience of dealing with the issue behind the thoughts on offer. Next comes the stage in which one is either licking ones wounds or being seduced in a mood of thinking that everything is alright and will be that for the end of times. One can be doing both together too.
After studying for a piece of paper or working ones way up to a position of some authority, one is given an opportunity to do interesting enough work for a decent enough wage. During this artificial period of mind-numbing happiness, almost totally unaware of changes creeping in the world outside, one still tries to help others, mainly younger people, with decent enough advice. If lucky the information is still current enough.
The third and final stage hits hard when it comes. One discovers at an older age that one doesn't know anything at all any ways. There are again questions to be answered, but one can't offer a decent answer yet again. The inner questioning is this time not so much about trying to learn, but rather trying to translate all the happenings going on that feel so foreign. Personally, I'm asking now why targetting a religious leader in Iran when one knowing that he's replaceable and that the whole nation will be after revenge anyhow is on the menu
Thus answers given to others is with risk and will be received with a certain distain because there's hardly no experience of dealing with the issue behind the thoughts on offer. Next comes the stage in which one is either licking ones wounds or being seduced in a mood of thinking that everything is alright and will be that for the end of times. One can be doing both together too.
After studying for a piece of paper or working ones way up to a position of some authority, one is given an opportunity to do interesting enough work for a decent enough wage. During this artificial period of mind-numbing happiness, almost totally unaware of changes creeping in the world outside, one still tries to help others, mainly younger people, with decent enough advice. If lucky the information is still current enough.
The third and final stage hits hard when it comes. One discovers at an older age that one doesn't know anything at all any ways. There are again questions to be answered, but one can't offer a decent answer yet again. The inner questioning is this time not so much about trying to learn, but rather trying to translate all the happenings going on that feel so foreign. Personally, I'm asking now why targetting a religious leader in Iran when one knowing that he's replaceable and that the whole nation will be after revenge anyhow is on the menu
