Predispositions, I believe, are meant to be shot down every now and then. First, because it gives potty thinkers like myself a kick and secondly, because it pleasantly reminds us that things could be different.
What if we were capable of handling intimate and direct situations with a third party perspective? As though seemingly detached. As though the stark emotional disillusionment were non-existent and involvement was merely to seek solution.
It would make us cold perhaps but this is a thought I have pondered, and sometimes discussed with a fair bit of Smirnoff within. It seems fair to apply such a theory at times when situations don't go to the head at an instant. A deep breath. Another. Moment to swing has gone by. Now you'd just be a mercenary if you hit him.
Third party perspective brings me back to where I began. If societal inference were just momentarily ignored, even forgiven, maybe we would appreciate the psychedelic. White suits and gold chains and their lack of predetermined aesthetic. Bright lights, loud music and crazy moves. Rap music, except 50cent.
What is normal? Just a thought.
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