Some truths that some people don’t see

“What are you doing, Pig?”

“I am writing.”

“To publish?”

“No, I just wrote to release pressure from my mind.”

“What is it about?”

“It’s about my ex-master’s youngest daughter.”

“Can I read it?”

“Sure, here it is.” I turned my laptop on for Robert to read.

 

My father and mother always said they love me, so listen to them and they will be responsible for everything.

I remembered there was a relative inviting us to their kid’s wedding. I wanted to go, but my parents said I didn’t need to go. Then another relative sent the wedding’s invitation, and they said I could go. Then another relative launched the wedding. They told me to join the evening party, but not the morning’s part even though I said I wanted to join the morning part - not the evening party. Not only the wedding, but also other ceremonies; they decided for me which program I could go and which program I could not. However this was not the bad thing, because there was a worse thing than that.

It was by accident that I heard that during the programs, when the relatives asked why I didn’t join, my parents told them that I was not well, or I was busy at work etc. And the worse thing I wanted to say was some relatives had seen me going around on the day of the programs and they said that I used an excuse to not join. In summary, I was a bad person in their minds. 

I even asked my siblings who went with my parents and they said that it was true my parents really did tell that about me to the relatives.

I was shocked to hear it and I was not happy. When the next program arrived, my parents wanted me to join, but I said no. When they asked me why, I narrated what I heard. They didn’t apologize, they turned to blame me and said that what they did was to create a good image for me. I could not tolerate it. I asked how they could say they created a good image for me since they were the one who ruined my image. They were angry with me and said something that was not relevant to this matter. I tried to calm down and listened to them until they finished their murmur, then I said, “Parents, you said you love me and you told me to listen to you and you will be responsible for everything. You were the ones who told me which programs I could go, which programs I couldn’t go; why you didn’t tell the truth when your relatives asked why I didn’t join that it was you who didn’t allow me to join, but you turned to lie to them that I was busy or I was not well. On those days, some relatives had seen me having fun around. You know, they thought I was the one who didn’t want to join and some of them thought I looked down on them.” My parents said, “Oh you are angry with us because you think we made you look bad!” I said, “The point is about you, parents. What I want to tell you is that you were the one who told me to not go, why don’t you tell the truth and be responsible that you are the one who told me not to go? Do you understand?” Still my parents raised up irrelevant stories and things, especially the part that their love towards me as a daughter was big and pure that no love in this world could not be compared with.

At last, I had to shake my hands in the air and left for my bedroom. I didn’t see the point I should continue talking with them since they refused to understand or even try to think.

However, I didn’t want to live in such a situation anymore, so I decided, by myself, that I stopped joining all social programs even if they were my relative’s, friend’s or neighbor’s.

How pig changes perspective about the copyright issue

“Pig, can I ask you questions related to stealing content?”

“Of course, Robert.”

“You said you don’t mind anymore if someone steals your content. How can you do it?”

“Well, I changed my glance towards this issue.”

“Changed the glance?”

“Yes, I changed my glance. Before I always looked at this thing as a matter or a problem. Later on, I changed to look at it as a helpful thing for humans.”

“Wow!! How can you make it?”

“I didn’t know how I made it. I just knew that I changed my perspective after I saw the news about Mickey Disney became public property. I read the news, then I searched for more information related to the copyright expiration laws - especially why they created such a law. I didn’t know what was happening. I just knew that I gathered all the information I wanted to know, then all of them ran inside my system by themselves for many days. As a result, I suddenly got an idea that posting my work online doesn’t guarantee that my works are immortal. My work will be removed if I can’t pay the web company or if the web company thinks I do something wrong to their policy or guideline. But if my works are stolen, though my (first) works are removed, they still exist in this world. I just don’t know where it is. Perhaps one day I will be able to see them, but under someone else's name; however, I am happy enough to see my works once again even though no one remembers or knows it is my works.”

“I don’t know what words to say, but I can tell you that I understand what you mean.”

Pig writes ‘They said’

“What are you doing, Pig?”

“I am preparing to publish my article, Robert.”

“What is it about?”

“Title is ‘They said’ and it is about keeping a nail to be long.”

“Keeping a long nail! I don’t understand.”

“It’s nothing serious. Just my experience in the past. Animals around me liked to tell me their ideas and wanted me to follow their instructions.”

“And then?”

“I followed them, but afterwards I found their ideas were not always right, so I stopped following them and others as well.”

“Why do I feel it is interesting to me? Can I read it?”

“Sure. Here it is.” I showed him the article.

They said I should have a long nail because I am a woman.

If I don't have a long nail, I would be called not pretty or not feminine.

They said I should not cut my nails because it will make me lose money. If I have a long nail, I will have a lot of money.

However I don't listen to any of them because what I see clearly is my nails usually give me a wound - on my face, in my nostril, on my head and my body. Speaking about money, most of the billionaires in the world are men and I don't see them have long nails. Moreover nails are considered shelters of viruses which can cause harm to my health. If I were sick and stayed in a hospital bed, what is the point of having a lot of money?

In conclusion, long nails don't make me pretty, be lucky or rich. Instead they bring me troubles to both my physical and feelings.

Pig is calm

“Pig, you said you are a writer. Where do you write your pieces?”

“During these years, I publish my writing online.”

“Is it hard or easy?”

“No, it is not easy.”

“Can you tell me the difficulty you are meeting while writing online?”

“There are many, but the main issue is copyright infringement.”

“What is it?”

“It is someone who steals the writing.”

“Oh no!” Robert opened his eyes big. “You too?”

“Yes.” I nodded. “I have experienced my writing being stolen.”

“Then what do you do?”

“Before I would be angry, I would go after the one who stole my writing and tell them to remove it or I would curse them. Now, I don’t care anymore.”

“Why?”

“It does not give me benefit for doing it. They still steal no matter what. I feel tired and bored to argue with them, to debate for right and wrong with them, and I am exhausted to be angry at them. It doesn’t make me better but worse - especially my health. Hence I decide to let it go.”

“Are you still writing?”

“Yes, I am.”

“What will you do if someone steals your writing?”

“Like I said, I don’t care. I will continue writing though it is stolen. I will keep carrying on till I think I can’t take it anymore, then I will stop.”

Why humans life is getting horrible

“During these years, there are a lot of disasters,” Robert said.

“Yes.” I nodded.

“What do you think is the cause? Is it because of humans?”

“Well, according to Buddha, everyone receives from their karma. Disaster has been a nature of the world since many long times ago. However during these later years, the disasters are bigger, more often and worse than before can be a result of the deeds of humans.”

“Can you make it clear?”

“Well.” I took a sip of warm tea before I stated, “Let's take the habit of eating as an example. Before, humans made animals die first then they cooked it. Now, humans cook them alive. Can you imagine how fearful and hard those animals are when they are alive in the cooking process? Because of that, from my point of view, humans live in fear and stress. Also they are having serious diseases, they are in tears, they are in pain; furthermore, even though they are alive they can’t live near their loved ones.”

Robert wagged his head, “I can see what you mean.”

Why pig creates instagram

“What are you doing?” Robert asked.

“I am creating an instagram account,” I replied.

“Why did you create it?”

“I need to advertise my website.”

“Why don’t you pay for others to advertise your website?”

I opened my eyes, “You know about it?”

“Yes, but not much.” Robert smiled.

“You are developing fast.” I grinned ear to ear. “You are worth my effort to mentor you.”

“Then why do you need to do it yourself?”

“First reason, I don’t have money. Second reason, I don’t like to rely on others, I love to do everything myself. Third reason, when I am doing it, it is like I am studying. You know that I love to study, so I don’t mind doing it all by myself.”

Robert wagged his head, “I see.”

Pig isn’t worried about a romance

“Pig, will you be afraid or worried about the romance?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I am a pig.”

“You mean you won’t be worried about romance because you are a pig, you will date a pig, not a human, right?”

“Nope. I mean I don’t have any worries because the one I love is a fictional character.”

Robert unlocked his eyes, “What!!”

“It’s true,” I said with a smile. “And I feel safe one hundred percent in romance.”