Horizons II - Bad Romance

Wowsers folks. I just realized the one thing that’s separated me from most (not all) of the people I’ve encountered—the reason why I’ve always felt different even as a kid.  The one reason why I function the way I do.  The biggest factor in why I both am and am not as far in Life as I’d like to be at the moment.  

That reason being:

I’d much rather produce than consume.  
I’d much rather prefer to make than to buy.  
I wish to Create rather than Ruin.

As children, if a kid was prancing about the sandbox brandishing a super deluxe Mighty Max playset, I’d have my regular one but embellished it with towers made of sand & stone.  If another kid had the latest issue of Uncanny X-men, I’d come back the next day having drawn my own panel or three.  And if yet another child came to class with the gnarliest & grooviest lookin’ shirt, I’d make sure that by the end of the day that I’d be a sporting a shirt of my own design, complete with marker doodles & dinosaurs (to the horror of my mother of course lol).  Oh the ephemeral stints of snack-time & sandboxes, of Crayola & Creativity…

I presume that’s why I’m not completely happy.  Well, that sounds a lil strong.  Allow me to rephrase that:  I’m happy, but I’m not delusional.  i’m aware of the little rushes I get from various stimulants.  I know what truly touches my Soul as opposed to what what pats me on the back.  I’m upset because I still have a few too many consumer-esque habits.  Everybody has their guilty pleasures sure, but I’d like to minimize mine as soon & as much as possible.  And maximize my capacity to seduce & produce ;]

Sex jokes aside, what I mean is this: I desire to become & to actualize my own self-propogated sense of attraction, and not some idealized idea of sexy that some group or panel of experts, writers, corporate stiffs, government bureaucrats, etc want me to believe.  All things in Life boil down to & start off due to some type of seduction: seduction of the Body, of the Mind, & of the Heart.  
 
One is either the Seducer or the Seduced.  I want to be the Seducer.  I want everything in my Life to be deliberate, conscious, & willful.  In other words, I want true self-sustaining core confidence—nothing sexier than that.  And I want a sexy-ass Life yo B]

I aim to become the Seducer of my own Life.  That requires me to be able to differentiate when I am being swayed, and when I am the one doing the swaying.  In other words, being conscious of every moment.  And once achieved,  I will attract all that I desire.  I will desire things not out of a sense of inadequacy, but out of a truly confident & honest sense of attraction.  Rather than in Lust, I want to be in Love with all aspects & personal endeavors of my Life.  That is what true Romance is to me.  And who doesn’t like a lil bit of Romance.  My aim is that my Life will be effervescent with Romance.  In my mind’s eye, Romance & Success are one-&-the-same.

Romance is a lost Art.  And it’s not that people don’t know how to be romantic—it’s just that people are practicing wrong habits.  We’ve been trained to value facades & imitations of it.  We’ve all been taught that just because nothing lasts forever that we should value things that last even shorter.  We’ve been raised to jump on the latest trends of Love, to learn 101 ways to please your Man/Woman, & which gift of the season will take your relationship to the next level.  New Flash ladies & gentlemen:  you can’t buy Romance.  Contrary to popular consumer belief, it’s not something you can just go out and get.  Rather it’s something you go inside and practice, as in look within one’s self & start some new habits.  

Romance isn’t a mood.  It’s a Lifestyle. 

And we’ve all been practicing Bad Romance.
(Yah, wussup Lady Gaga ;P ) 

It’s not a fancy suit or dress or an exceedingly lavish lifestyle.  It’s not an expensive steak/seafood dinner, nor a rustic bottle of wine.  It’s not a new gadget/toy, or a $100 bottle of body spray.  It’s not that immaculate diamond necklace, or a new car.  It’s not white-hot unbridled sex all day in a beach bungalow somewhere in the Caribbean either (not that I don’t want that ;P ).  Sure those things can help (esp that last one lol), but they’re essentially just bells & whistles—just small parts of a much larger & more panoramic picture.  

Romance exists in a baby’s first words/first steps.  It’s tangible when one is walking in gown & garb for graduation.  It exists when one is being walked down the aisle by their father, in preparation to be given away in the name of holy matrimony.  It’s present in the drips of blood, sweat, & tears that one expends when perfecting a Passion.  Romance exists during those fleeting instances where time slows to a crawl and one is just basking in the warmth of an experience.   And it’s entirely apparent when two people are keying off of each other, collaborating, & supporting each other in the Creation of honest & vibrant energy.  Romance is the sincere Seduction of the moment.   Put simply, Romance is Creation.  Put even simpler, Creation is Love.

And man do I love Creating.  If I’m out I have to be doing something.  I need to dance so I can seduce the Rhythm.  I need to draw/paint as an act of visual courtship to the World.  I need to write in order to romance the essence of language & thought.  And I need to be conscious & thoughtful toward those around me, so I can properly Love the sum & course of experiences & actions known as Life.

I guess that’s why I strive to know as much as I possibly can.  The more I know about the World/Universe/Life, the more I can truly engage, win over, & seduce the moment.  The more I know, the more I can Create.  The more I can Create,  the more Romance.  The more Romance, the more Love.  And with more Love, one will have more Life.

They say that with Age comes Wisdom.  I want something more…
For the sake of my own pursuits, I’d rather live by the doctrine: with Age comes more Imagination.  In many regards they are the same, however Wisdom seems to come with an age restriction.  I prefer a more universal & timeless approach.  And to me there is nothing more enduring than the era of snack-time & sandboxes, of Crayola & Creativity.

I’d much rather produce than consume.  
I’d much rather prefer to make than to buy.
I’d much rather Create than Ruin.

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Afterthoughts:  

Random rant.  Well, not really.  No rant is ever really random—they’re all triggered by something but that’s besides the point.  Anyways, this post ended up being more thought out & organized than I expected & thought it would fit in nicely with my Horizon series of blogs.  It also kinda took a turn I didn’t quite expect—went from rants about Consumerism to Romance LOL.  Oh well, I’ll get more political sometime later.  I actually wish to do a piece about the Secret & the Spectacle.  This was a quick rough draft/blurb about some bigger issues I wish to address.  I used Romance as a type of metaphor in regards to a self-sufficient lifestyle that doesn’t focus so much on excessive consumption. 

Sometimes when I write solely from an intellectual/political context, it feels like an attack on the American Average Joe—like some sort of diatribe on American capitalistic culture.  Who wants to read that??? Plus, writing in the context of Love is much more fun :] 

I’ll be the first to admit, leading an honest, self-sufficient, & perpetually conscious lifestyle is hard, but the alternative to that is unacceptable in my book.  Besides, I’m tired of counting sheeple (aka sheep people/ignorant masses) before I go to sleep at night.  

So yea, c’mon folks—let’s all inject a bit more Romance into our Lives.
Till next time party people.  Peas & Carrots.

Art.is.Life.