Break Fences. Find Joy

Ever found joy that asks for nothing?

Joy that doesn't check the clock,

or rehearse before speaking,

or ask how much to laugh.

It arrives whole, unguarded, unapologetic.

Somewhere along, we began to portion joy.

Trimmed our laughter.

Left the dance floor before the music stopped.

Spoke almost what we meant, 

but never the full truth.

Caution built fences.

Fear made them taller.

We called it maturity.

And mistook it for dignity.

The real danger was never excess.

It was the slow suffocation of inner feelings:

Delayed delight.

Strangled impulses.

Life lived in spoons.

Gay Abandonment defies all these.

(Here it means full of joy, carefree.  Nothing to do with sexual orientation.)

It chooses fullness. Freedom.

Why seek permission when the sky is all yours?

Recently I watched a fifty-two-year-old woman dance.

The song she chose was her age.

She wasn't performing.

Not competing for approval.

Simply living it — fully, visibly, without apology.

A classic experience of gay abandonment.

Not described. Not explained. Just demonstrated.

When did you last live it?

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Ego: The Invisible Assassin

"Call me a fool on my face.  I won't flinch.  I've no ego."

The chairman said it often.

One day, he sacked the lift operator.

The lift had arrived seconds late.

He said he had no ego.

His watch did.

Ego is the deadliest killer in the room.

Most people never see it coming.

Because it wears a familiar face.

Yours.

It asks only one question: "What's in it for me?"

It hijacks every conversation:

• Trivialises a friend's pain with your victory story.
• Tears down a colleague's idea to look smarter.
• Reads only to hunt for agreement.

Ego wears confidence.  But it's counterfeit.

Real confidence admits mistakes.

Ego defends to the death.

It delivers fake smiles, shallow attention, hollow wins.

And quietly kills every connection worth keeping.

The chairman never flinched at being called a fool.

He flinched at being made to wait.

That's ego.

Dead weight.

Always in a hurry to prove it isn't there.

When was the last time your watch spoke for you?

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Beyond Being Curious

The well doesn’t overflow.  Why?”. My niece asked.

I replied, "Wells have no pressure.   So water rises only to the water table.”

She nodded and moved on.

But the question stayed with me.

Most of us ask questions and treat answers like souvenirs.  That’s curiosity.

Inquisitiveness goes deeper.  It not only gathers facts, but connects them.

For example, standing before a closed door and wondering what’s inside is curiosity.

Knocking, and asking why it’s shut, is inquisitiveness.

Curiosity feeds wonder.

Inquisitiveness builds understanding.

But here’s what we don’t admit:

Asking questions isn’t always welcomed.

It slows things down.

It exposes gaps in what we think we know.

And often gets us labelled nosy.

That discomfort is where real learning begins.

Stay curious, and you’ll admire the world.

Be inquisitive, and you’ll start shaping it.

So, don’t stop at “What?”

Push to “Why?”, and then “Why not?”

Are you brave enough to chase the next question?

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