I see so many variations around me, and I envy none. But I'm forced to perform like a jester. What I don't get is why it should be hard to find decent intelligent friends or relationships prospects. And ppl are so hung up on putting all their eggs in 1 basket. I see many basic variations of the friendship circles, but how hollow they are and how little sharing actually goes on. And at work. I watch ppl date for 5yrs, but the day they break up can't see each other naked or shower together. Taper that down back to stranger level, yeah good idea. False boundaries and nonsense doomed to see ppl die alone, even with ppl at their side.
Then there is the early relationships (I see in all age groups up teen to 35) where ppl pretend that they will never break up complete with fresh tears every 6months - 2yrs or so, and the flip side the 5yr+ of ultimately empty but stable repeating patterns; the extreme being 50yr marriages just because that was what's done or its too hard to break a lease or split the house in the only life they'll ever have. The point is friends who would take a bullet for you, but can't kiss you, what kind of bullet do you think it is they could take?
Our wars in the first world are fought in the mind (well, and the soil of poorer nations). But mostly we have the luxury of being bound only in the mental. And maybe pure social psychosis and particulars of programmes to 'be a good person' could see a friend take a real bullet in the heat of the moment. It'd be a poorly thought out television taught accident tho. My point again is this; if you're sharing your life with ppl who offer you little more or the same or less than the chick at centrelink or a social worker who's name got pulled out of a hat; what are you working with exactly? What do you have aside from an extended masquerade party filled with tired armed guests who continue to struggle to hold a mask because they don't want to leave a party that's over, even tho the sun is up, the champagne is flat and tasteless and the police are ushering ppl towards the door.
Vigilance against illusion and reason where thought is lacking or emotion tries to go alone. I'm not selling 'the' better brand of intimacy, just 'A' better brand. Give it a try, the alternative is always gonna be there. But its a relic no different to the appendix and the catholic church. It is the appendix and the catholic church! Wait, no not the appendix. Well, you know, well I mean you know what I mean. Relationships don't eat gumleaves anymore, and maybe they never did. Ok, what am I talking about, anyone? Anyone?
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