as Freud suggested we all have suppressed emotions whether they be mental, verbal or even sexual & that we should in essence blurt them out with zero regard for censorship. inside that realm the "civil" may actually be ludicrous & the "tactful" simply cowards. i'm sure it is easy to comprehend that it takes an open mind to appreciate and/or embrace the bizarre but it begs the question what is bizarre ?? we all have our own personal definitions.
(for instance) bizarre to me is the fake blank glare smiles i see in typical American family photos. the emptiness in the eyes is striking. it's like a lucite saddlebag of "happiness" & the dry stale resin is dripping off the photo paper. ironically i would most likely see the horror within less if they were not "smiling". i understand the lack of composure part of the equation but it's the sacrilege of the act of that baffles me.
sacrilege ???
YES.
those people in those photos are so caught up in appearing the way they THINK others think they should appear that they could never give a natural presention of themselves. in fact they're so busy trying to pretend at so many things that i think they're most likely too lost to know who they truly are & how that person might appear in a photo. it's as if they would need to see it up on a movie screen, attempt to absorb it, & then take college courses (with a capital S) on how to fulfill it with of course no refund for failure. they might not ever be worthy of that "forbidden" landscape or perhaps it could never be more than a superficial or synthetic mask.
impunity should of course only be reserved for royalty.
perhaps i'm being paranoid which is perfect since that's an essential tool in the manifestation of any reality especially when you're dealing with a minion of plank walking fantasy seekers gulping down quarts of repression & unfulfilled dreams.
there's really only 2 types of people in this world. the fork in that road is drawn through one simple question. what do you really want to do with your life ?? the larger group needs to sit & think about it for a while. the smaller group says "i'm doing it". that group is alive. the other group is dead or monkeys or sub-humans or perhaps trogolydytes if that sits more politely with you. you know......far far FAR left on the chart below because true civility really begins with self-awareness & how could one EVER achieve that if they don't even have the balls to do/be what they want ???
so that's why when someone asks "what do you do ??"
ANSWER: Me.
my job is Carella.
i'm the CEO (bitch).
know what that means ???
it means no one can tattle on me for being "harsh".
a.k.a. you can't blackball a black ball.
in the words of Ms. Dinsmoor ====> chicka-BOOM
