The problem with everybody, I humbly think, is that they take themselves too seriously. I have no idea what happened to genuinely Being. Everybody feels like they're just walking around doing really bad, grotesque impersonations of themselves. No action is un-performed, no speech is unprepared. Nobody looks in each other's eyes anymore. Not really. They're either looking at your nose or at your lips or at your brow. Is it too much to look at someone's frail humanity reflected in their eyes? Too distracting, maybe?
Anymore, I think it's mostly not worth it engaging in conversation. Because when an actor is delivering, you feel compelled to deliver back. It's like a literal manifestation of Shakespeare's 'The World is a Stage'. Only, this time, it's life that's imitating art.
And how I feel about this is permanently maladjusted and I don't think the problem is me.
My feelings get lost in translation to words, but what I'm trying to say is that all this interaction is stifling. It's like being on a television show and I'm the only one who knows there's no one on the other side of the screen.
How this feels like is incredibly frustrating and really, really... lonely? That's not the right word but it's the first that comes to mind.
And I guess this is what Wilde meant when he said, "Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
All everybody does anymore is echo someone else and do what they think'll look good.
Exasperation, this time, is the right, first word that comes to mind.
About Me
- Strawberry Daiquiri
- I'm a logophile with a latent talent for Foot in Mouth Disorder. I have a fetish for glitter which I never wear. I love reading book titles (and their contents), wearing costumes, playing music, looking at paintings, taking off abruptly and experiencing life, living places and meeting people. I live high, I dream big and I pursue happiness.
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Hi, there. I'm back. For now, at least. I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm very sporadic. I seem to have calmed down a lot now, though. And let me say that my absence was not out of choice. I sincerely hope that you've been well.
Hey!! I kept wondering about you. You weren't in a very happy place the last time I read something of yours :( How are you?
I'm much better now. Thanks for your concern; it makes me feel all fluffy and snoesig. We live in cycles, and I was in more than a bit of a slump back then. I'm okay now, though. For the time being (that sounds much better if you can hear the ominous music playing in my head). I hope you've been well. You are, after all, one of the main reasons I logged back into this site.
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