The crocodile critic

There is an obvious line between being critical, analyzing and pondering the negatives of an ideology, a movie, music, point of views, ethics, standards and work, and an individual.
When you start to attack or scrutinize someones character, who they naturally are, their authentic way of being and living, you begin to enter the realm of masochism.
If you find it difficult to see the awesome and beautiful in the true soul of a friend, lover etc, and always revolve your words around what is wrong with them, and how they should be or act,
Maybe you dont deserve the company of that person.
If the main component of a relationship is seeing supposed flaws and faults in someones personality and presentation, it is time to question why you feel such an ardent necessity to pick someone apart.
To manage and encourage that they should be someone they never have been and never will be,
To act like a sculptor with a chisel that chips away the parts of a person they dont have the capacity to find charming and loveable,
To be like a painter wanting to erase and recreate the structure of the subject in front of them.

There is a huge difference of being skeptical towards ideas, products, likes and dislikes, work, society, politics, philosophy, trends and the likes and those close in your life.
When you cant make the seperation, and the usually critical voice is cast upon the personality and inherent soul of those in your life, the time has come to transmute your limited perceptions of grace and beauty.
People are who they are, always, and this post is meant as a reminder to recgonize where it can be right to be overtly critical, and where it isnt always right.