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I am a language fiend with the desire for truth and beauty. I am a romantic, but I am not indulgent. I like paint and bones and music and moving pictures. I keep a lot of notebooks.

08 March 2008

DON'T TRY TO SELL ME ANYTHING



The space I had been occupying.


My frustrations with dishonesty have really been coming to a head lately. There's dishonesty with whatever guy who's trying to impress me with ____________ in the hope of seeing me naked; there's dishonesty with companies competing for my dollar vote, the first I can think of being Apple, which is a company whose products I use and find to be better than the others on the market and am quite fond of, but I find myself sick of the aura surrounding the company (or at the very least, a large group of its customers) that it's some sort of club to join, that you're either out or you're with Apple. I am so tired of fallacy and conceits. I wonder what this world would look like if everything would just molt off their skins and quit pretending or implying. NO more innuendo, NO more selling sex, NO more trashy television, NO more 100 calorie snack packs, NO more exclusiveness, NO more handbags bought just to show you could afford them, NO more exploiting people by way of religion (that means you, televangelists), NO more selling things for more money because they're "green."

HEY, QUIT LYING TO ME!
STOP TRYING TO SELL YOURSELF WITH, "As an artist..." or "as a musician..."
I don't care what you own
where you've been
who you know


I'm someone who is admittedly attracted to well-designed packaging; I will take that aesthetic and smoke it. I must, however, remember how to place myself opposite the headache of being sold something, and next to the smiling feeling of buying something because I need it to survive or because it's beautiful or useful in an honest way.

The things I do and claim as my own I will only dare to claim with a bare spirit and a smiling heart. I love to look at the stars, I love to practice ballet, I enjoy making things, I love to reach for a goal, I love to think, I love my boyfriend, I love to eat fruit, I love to find joy in small things- none of this makes me anything other than I am, which is just a girl somewhere on the road of progression through life.

EDIT: I wouldn't have been in the clarity of mind and heart to write something like this and realize these things without Cody who is a gift from God.

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