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Why is it that there are such strict social rules? If someone acts different they are thought of as stupid, crazy, weird. Is this why all want to get smashed or high, so we have an excuse to act as we want? We put borders on ourselves where no borders were ever meant do be. We get so involved in our own sorry lives and monotonous daily routines that we convince ourselves it's happiness. Happiness doesn't involve convincing, it just is.
Admit it, most of us need at least a few glasses of wine before we can start being ourselves. Yes, I am content with my life right now, hey Im even happy. Im living a good life, lots of things coming up to look forward to, I can deal with this. But from time to time, usually after I've had a few drinks, I start to wonder why it is people are so strict with themselves. Who the fuck told us how we're supposed to be? Why would I be embarassed to do something crazy? Cause people don't perceive me as someone who is capable of crazy? Everyone is capable of crazy. Everyone is crazy. Why do you think people jump out of planes and travel the world and post youtube videos of themselves dancing to Lady Gaga...everyone is crazy. crazy as crazy can get. We just tell eachother we're not.
How is wearing Coach shoes and Prada perfume and a Gucci bag around your arm considered sane when wearing a banana suit would be considered crazy. OMG I could never be caught dead wearing a banana suit in public! NO way. or what about some nudity? Is your naked body so scaring that it needs to be illegal to show it? Is a child going to see my tits and become completely paralyzed with fear?
Topless beach in France are a common occurence. Are they crazy too?
Nothing in particular brought this post on except for drinking a few glasses of wine, watching Alice in Wonderland, and the fact that I missed my 8:30 train to Dijon cause I was thinking it left at 10:30. Needless to say Im feeling a bit stupid and tipsy and taking the message in Alice in Wonderland very seriously. What the hell, why not have men wear dresses and women suits and contemplate the impossible and the crazy. Why are ravens such good writing desks?? We have these brains that are more advanced than we know, why not take them for a spin and see what we're made of.
Admit it, most of us need at least a few glasses of wine before we can start being ourselves. Yes, I am content with my life right now, hey Im even happy. Im living a good life, lots of things coming up to look forward to, I can deal with this. But from time to time, usually after I've had a few drinks, I start to wonder why it is people are so strict with themselves. Who the fuck told us how we're supposed to be? Why would I be embarassed to do something crazy? Cause people don't perceive me as someone who is capable of crazy? Everyone is capable of crazy. Everyone is crazy. Why do you think people jump out of planes and travel the world and post youtube videos of themselves dancing to Lady Gaga...everyone is crazy. crazy as crazy can get. We just tell eachother we're not.
How is wearing Coach shoes and Prada perfume and a Gucci bag around your arm considered sane when wearing a banana suit would be considered crazy. OMG I could never be caught dead wearing a banana suit in public! NO way. or what about some nudity? Is your naked body so scaring that it needs to be illegal to show it? Is a child going to see my tits and become completely paralyzed with fear?
Topless beach in France are a common occurence. Are they crazy too?
Nothing in particular brought this post on except for drinking a few glasses of wine, watching Alice in Wonderland, and the fact that I missed my 8:30 train to Dijon cause I was thinking it left at 10:30. Needless to say Im feeling a bit stupid and tipsy and taking the message in Alice in Wonderland very seriously. What the hell, why not have men wear dresses and women suits and contemplate the impossible and the crazy. Why are ravens such good writing desks?? We have these brains that are more advanced than we know, why not take them for a spin and see what we're made of.