The common mistake I do on an increasing amount is to misjudge my perception of things. At the moment I'm coming to terms with my depth perception, however this is a minor adjustment of crouching a little, turning my head to the side and not actually looking directly into the glass. Many times I have thought the glass to be full.

It's an interesting metaphor to start my spiel and I've had a few friends comment on the whole reason of the title of this blog. Maybe in this one small thousand plus words of thought we can come to a final solution, of course David Irving may deny it ever existed though.

If you had to one word for how your life has become, what would it be?

We all like to look at the challenges we face throughout our possible significance that the answer has some mystical importance to it all. The only things we cannot be certain about, is our future. We all know this, but are continually harassed by society around us, that there is an end that you don't really want to face. There is no start again button, there is no reset button and there is no chance that my bizarre theory of stopping time will become reality. Alas to answer our fantasy we are still faced by a clock in the bottom right corner of our lives.

• We all like to be asked of an opinion and I know a majority of us have an answer
  to throw back when someone asks about their opinion on a movie they watched
  recently, and there is always a devil's advocate.
• We all have experienced something, which gives us that sensitivity of being human, that warmth and love that we have somewhat have learnt through our own mistakes. Plenty of phone numbers in my phone I neglect to call, but plenty of people who forgive me for
  it.
• We all feed from emotion and the desire to have some popularity within a
  conversation, without that trait we would not have evolved politics into what it
  is today, unfortunately for us we think the governments of the world are run by
  monkeys.
• Alas to answer ourselves they are continually pointed out to us.

I was drowned in a subject recently, on a message board I frequent, and the argument which ensued was something that did grab a hold of me. Along the lines of - 'What if global warming was possibly a hoax or false?' Conspiracy theory, mixed with scientific judgement and a pinch of fact. Sure I have my own opinion on the entire grand scheme of things but it's a little far flung and would involve the entire male species dying off leaving me to populate the rest of the world with a couple of good mates. Alas to answer a theory twisted and outrageous humour is involved.

All things's considered I thought humanity was stagnant. Waiting for the next best thing to put into our delicate heads. We presume the future ahead of us and some of us make effort to bridge that gap, but yet we all seem to recycle. Each morning with a coffee in hand I sit in front a computer and read the top headline stories of the world through a data source. The constant every day occurrence of the tragedies in the world glimpse for a moment and then disappear to resurface possibly a month later when someone wants to remind us again. I've always thought I was destined for the grand design of things to come. Yet I still order that coffee and recycle the next day and read other peoples information and messages which they have recycled from somewhere else. Alas to answer the drama we switch the channel and feel tea is much better in the morning.

But maybe I've misjudged it all. I continue pouring half glasses of water to quench my thirst, often realising my mistake. I've adapted with it. Because although it could possibly be my eyes, my senses or just poor volume to mass ratio, it still really comes down to measurement because you have not realised the size of the glass I drink from.

Let me bring you out of the pit of despair. I answer a lot of questions asked of me by friends with some twisted metaphor and hopefully one so obscure that the person, although elated that I seemed so insightful by their problem - they really just can't determine the positioning of the real truth in my answer. I have a lot of 'end of the roads' facing me in the coming months which I am anxious and look forward too solving.

My evolution of judgement will continue to enjoy the complexities of a pure metaphor.

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