Being different.
Had intended to blog about something entirely different, but on another tangent now. Just want to put down a thought lest I forget it or someone else needs unsolicited advice!
Something that Frank Tupelo, the tourist says in the movie - that everyone likes 'grounded' but he thinks its best to be 'different'.
Oh! I so agree with you Frank. It is so much fun to be different. Not to stand out, but to stand apart. To chart out ones own path instead of following people who are, yes, different from oneself.
It is so important to be different, to be unique. To be like the red ruby in the middle of glassy diamonds, shining like a blood-red star. To be superbly, fantastically in love with your own uniqueness- like a dark damsel amongst snow whites, like a Johny Depp who pulls of gay, drunk and sexy in the same breath, rather, swagger. To be self assured and hesitating in the same instant, intricate yet simple, like a snowflake.
Snowflake..... each one is unique...and each one is made of water. A fractal in the realm of chaos.
A voice whispers in my ears to hold back my shivering fingers, but I push it away and move forward- screaming into the world that I am different. I am the dissent to your faith and I have faith in my dissent. Let my voice never die, let our voices never die!
(What is this? A poem, a prose? I can't tell. It is a pouring of emotions. Cathartic!)
Something that Frank Tupelo, the tourist says in the movie - that everyone likes 'grounded' but he thinks its best to be 'different'.
Oh! I so agree with you Frank. It is so much fun to be different. Not to stand out, but to stand apart. To chart out ones own path instead of following people who are, yes, different from oneself.
It is so important to be different, to be unique. To be like the red ruby in the middle of glassy diamonds, shining like a blood-red star. To be superbly, fantastically in love with your own uniqueness- like a dark damsel amongst snow whites, like a Johny Depp who pulls of gay, drunk and sexy in the same breath, rather, swagger. To be self assured and hesitating in the same instant, intricate yet simple, like a snowflake.
Snowflake..... each one is unique...and each one is made of water. A fractal in the realm of chaos.
A voice whispers in my ears to hold back my shivering fingers, but I push it away and move forward- screaming into the world that I am different. I am the dissent to your faith and I have faith in my dissent. Let my voice never die, let our voices never die!
(What is this? A poem, a prose? I can't tell. It is a pouring of emotions. Cathartic!)
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Tyler Durden: I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
Tyler Durden: I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.
I hope you see the picture now.(Oh that's a double entendre!) :P