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Be Leery of the Calm



Yes, the old adage, "keep calm and carry on", but if you are a passionate person, stay clear of those who like to tout their calmness. They will irk the hell out of you and get away with it. Calm people very rarely get their feathers ruffled. They are the emotional instigators of life—button pushers, if you will. They know that they can keep their emotions in check and not get too riled up about any situation.

One thing you must know about calm people, they are not afraid to put your emotions to the test—and then have the nerve to tell you to stay calm. They are always so seemingly innocent, calm and peaceful on the outside, while twisting the knife on the inside. Basically, they focus on the “inside job” of how to make others’ lives miserable, especially those who are passionate or emotionally charged.

You see, most calm people are often very insecure bullies wanting to prove themselves at your expense. They want the world to believe that they are a better person than you. Don't feed into their insecurities. Just stay clear of them because you know calmness is not in your blood. You are passionate, proud and easily provoked!

Some, in all honesty, are just plain clueless and are not mindful of what they are doing.

Then there are the tiny few that are genuinely good people, and you will know them by their character and not their nature or reputation.



Because modern day society feeds into the premise that “perception is everything,” you are more likely to get a bad rap than they would. Only the wise and discerning head can see beyond that premise and false statement. For me, “Perception is for fools.” So watch out for the calm ones—they are your worst nightmare—they come off cool and sleek, but wreak havoc. Don't let them get your fire out of control. Be Blessed...Be Bold...Be Strong...Be You!!

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