I Am Sick Of Competition
I think young people today grow up in a world based on competition and getting ahead of others...sometimes at no matter what cost. I have been on both sides of the winner/loser continuum. I have seen near-poverty and I have seen near-wealth. Neither is very pretty to me. I understand the 'losers'' bitterness and animosity toward 'winners'. I understand the 'winners'' fear of losing and addiction to winning/security.
Sometimes I find myself inexplicably attracted/interested in people who are flawed...people who are real. I get a bit sick of everyone trying to outdo each other that when something different comes along it grabs my attention. I don't like girls who wear the latest fashions and are ahead of all the latest trends. I honestly am a bit repulsed by young people who do all kinds of sports and by football period. I could care less about who was valedictorian at either of my high schools.
There is something interesting about all of that sort of stuff...but in a tragic sort of way, if that makes any sense.
I know this rant is a disconnected schizo-ish mess...but maybe that is how I like them best...all that really matters is that it's real, not that it is better than others.
Also, there was something interesting I read lately, that I will quote (there's always a quote, haven't you learned that by now?)
"When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold. They believe that when something’s suffered damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful.” -Barbara Bloom
Sometimes I find myself inexplicably attracted/interested in people who are flawed...people who are real. I get a bit sick of everyone trying to outdo each other that when something different comes along it grabs my attention. I don't like girls who wear the latest fashions and are ahead of all the latest trends. I honestly am a bit repulsed by young people who do all kinds of sports and by football period. I could care less about who was valedictorian at either of my high schools.
There is something interesting about all of that sort of stuff...but in a tragic sort of way, if that makes any sense.
I know this rant is a disconnected schizo-ish mess...but maybe that is how I like them best...all that really matters is that it's real, not that it is better than others.
Also, there was something interesting I read lately, that I will quote (there's always a quote, haven't you learned that by now?)
"When the Japanese mend broken ob