Cynic, n. A blackguard whose faulty vision sees things as they are not as they ought to be. ~Ambrose Bierce
So many look forward to the changing of the seasons. We don’t really have marked seasons here in Florida. Well, I reckon that’s not true, in some way’s I certainly still do. Fall and Winter are those types of seasons where I mourn the endless travel of my years and realize I am older than I once was and just can’t seem to make this train quit soldiering on into my tomorrow. I used to believe that we all need to do our best to make change happen in the world but along the way the change was within me, not in my world. The sad part is when cynicism becomes the norm, creativity becomes next to impossible and from where I sit, I’m not the only one suffering this malady. I see a lot of youth riddled with the cynicism the older generations gave root to, so much so I’d say the weed is over taking the field wiping out millions of the seedling ideas of youthful dreamers. Why? Because most people are scared of disappointment, scared of being taken advantage of, because no matter what is tried, how much they wish to be successful, they believe their only allowed outcome is failure. So in self-preservation they arm themselves against the world in a prickly armor and expound the words “so what?” or “who cares?”
I don’t know about you, but I care. The irony of not caring about our youth is they are the ones who need to trust that good things can happen. They need to move, to create, to bend their still-forming ideas and to believe, not “so what?” but “why not?” Because the thing is, when youth are cynical about the world the end result is the person they harm the most is themselves. Without realizing it they fatally maim their own futures and become cynical self defeating prophesies. But hey, they are young, no need to worry about their outlook now, they’ve plenty of time to change, right? Well, heck, I guess so. Until those minutes become hours, then days, weeks…. years. That critical point in time when emotional seasons way heavier than calendar ones and they just want to hit rewind and stop that train because they haven’t made change in their world yet. Well, I reckon you get the picture.
Outfit
Hair: [monso], My Hair – Annie **NEW*
Scarf: SEUL, GARCON\\ Mohair Wrap The Season’s Story
Shirt/Sweater: GizzA, Lulu sweater **NEW**
Pant: GizzA, Josie pants Tartan
Boots: Maitreya, Stagioni
Body: Maitreya, Lara
Pose: Di’s Opera, Editorial Series
Ear Worm
an chailín álainn 
*sneaks into the room and pulls a bouquet of Daisies from behind her back and holds them out to Cao* These are for you because sometimes we just need a little something to brighten our day. I hope they remind you of Spring. When all things become new again. Hugs 🙂
Thanks ems ma’am, reminds me of my favor-ITE Disney short of all time… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGTVRbpAuRo \0/
Ferdinand!!!!!!!!! ♥♥ Awwwwwww
He’s been my hero since I was a real lil Cao 🙂
Good observations there, my friend. I don’t remember becoming cynical until much later on in life and I think a lot of that was due to tiredness, too tired to battle any more. So I look at the youngsters and wonder if they are just tired in that there appears to be no more bright adventures to be had, like there used to be when I was young. The job market here in the UK is so dire (as I expect it is in many countries nowadays) that money or the lack of it is the chief thing on their minds. This creates an unsatisfied society with too high an expectation of what life should be. Does an inbuilt cynicism arise out of that base source? Got me wondering 🙂