The Magical Forks

Today we had brunch at the Distillery. That place is amazing! My favourite so far, by far!

Let’s talk about originality. 

I’ve been thinking (I had nothing else to do, ahah)… there was a guy on the radio talking about goth. It reminded me of when I wanted to be all goth, and goth/industrial/fetish, etc. Not that I think about it, when I look back, I realize how wrong I was. It just has nothing to do with me. I have absolutely nothing against goths, one of my best friends is a goth… sort of, I don’t know. Anyhow, I don’t know why I changed… but I’ll have a go: I wanted to be different, and I was an attention seeker. So I wanted to be the weird dark kid that everybody makes fun of. I felt stupidly good. I wanted to be a goth for all the wrong reasons, but I did like the culture and the style. But as a matter of fact, I like most of the styles, subcultures and types of music. I just had to figure out which one was “right” for me.

Nowadays, the girl who desperately wanted to be original is not so original. I just figured that not being different is not that bad. But I also found out that, after all, when you lay back and stop trying to be different, the real you comes out from the depths of you being and reveals it self, carelessly, pure stated. The real you, then, is certainly different and unique, because there is no person like another. We are all different, no matter what people say.

Even identical twins are distinct, because they will have different tastes, and will make distinct decisions throughout their lives, making them even more different from each other. For example: my mother and my aunt are twins, even thought not identical; they used to be super skinny; at a certain point in they’re lives, they gain more weight due to pregnancy, etc., and even got (I’m sorry for this choice of words) fat. At some point, they both decided they wanted to loose weight and went on several diets and exercise programs, but only my mother was successful at achieving her goal. This means, they are now even more physically different, and psychological as well, as they set on different priorities, made different decisions and persevered in different ways.

When you’re forcefully trying to be different, you do not own your own conscience, as a matter of speaking. You try to follow you’re life accordingly to the subculture you’re trying to fit in, and make decisions based on what it set by that same subculture. When you start trying to use your own brain, to think by your own head and make decisions based on what you, and you alone, like and think it’s right… you because yourself, which means, you’re unique because no one will think like you. You may have lots of things in common with other, but there will always be differences and point in which you do not agree.

So, you may seem like every other person, but if you follow your own mind, you’re different and somehow original.