Weird Is the New Sexy!

I won’t waste your time with my pointless thoughts every two seconds, but I would like to say this…

WEIRD IS THE NEW SEXY...

Yes, I said it…and not just because I actually claim to be a citizen of the weird sub-community. We all know that weird is actually a state of mind, right? If you haven’t gotten the memo by now, I advise you to catch the next train to self-awareness. I mean, who wants “normal” anymore? Normal is quite boring! Normal is a river of melancholy people following the person in front of them, one-by-one.

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Being weird is like stepping out of a long line and sneaking into the venue through the back door, without even paying! What am I even talking about? I don’t know…but I do know that weird, in some awkward way, is actually just being ourselves. I wish we could do away with the negative connotations.

I like hip-hop. Real hip-hop. I mean with lyrics and everything (let that sink in). Mainstream music becomes exhausting when you hear the same negative lyrics throughout the day on the radio. I listen to my music to soothe my mind, and become more productive. I also enjoy listening to a plethora of instrumentals, just because. It makes me happy. I'm not exactly saying that the type of music I listen to is weird. I have a combination of traits that I believe are unique among the people I am surrounded by on a day to day basis. For some reason, I don’t feel comfortable listening to my favorite artists in front of other people, including my friends…because I think that they will think I am lame, or odd. My friends have already pretty much formed their opinions about me, yet they still decide to be my friend for some reason…so why am I so self-conscious around them STILL? If all of the world and it’s many beautiful wonders all boiled away today, all I have is my true inner self. It’s my true essence that no one else can have access to. In a way I feel vulnerable if I allow others to observe the things that are sacred to me, and exactly how they make me tick. What else will I have if I show others what is REALLY inside of me?

Okay, I feel like I’m in a tunnel walking backwards, here. Needless to say, this has been my struggle for as long as I can remember…not showing people the TRUE 100% version of me. There’s always a fence somewhere down the line, and I don’t plan on having it removed anytime soon. Is that wrong, or do we all have a gate that keeps a piece of ourselves locked away from the world? Is your true essence ever really discernible? Is it even supposed to be? I vote not. We are individuals for a reason. When we start mentioning twin flames, that’s a completely different story! I’ll save that subject for another blog entry…

As far as individuality goes, I'm embracing the fact that I am weird more and more each day, and you should as well. What makes us weird is the way we may dress, the colors we wear, the languages we speak, the forms of art we enjoy, foods we eat, etc. If all of it was strange, so to speak, none of it would exist for our pleasure! We have our senses to enjoy the various aspects of life...isn't that one of the few freedoms we have left in this world? 

What's "sexy" (in my opinion) is not how many pairs of designer shoes you have, or walking around half-naked all of the time. It's about embracing your true self, and being open just enough for the world to sense that you are an individual, worthy of being loved for that reason alone.

What’s the conclusion in all of this? The heck if I know…I just write what’s on my mind. Kudos to you if you have managed to make sense of it!