I saw this video today and giggled at the fact that this bird’s quest is the perfect metaphor for my journey of self-discovery.
Just like this bird, I know where I am going and what I’m looking for. But just like the part of myself which I’m calling the sceptic, nothing seems to be happening: I throw my heart out and my piece of bread just gets smaller and smaller.
At least that’s what I think when I’m having a bad day. The truth is, I’m not losing anything. Worrying that I’m a misfit with no solution are all illusions of the sceptic that need to go. I am not throwing my tiny piece of bread into nothingness.
It’s just that I’m quickly becoming aware of things that were never right in my life, aspects of me which I ignored because I didn’t have the courage to face them. And it hurts to see them. But now I do. Now that I shine a light, I can see my dark corners. And having guilt or shame about these dark corners is not allowed because it’s all part of the process. And in a way, it’s beautiful.
So listen up, sceptic: I will be patient and I will keep you calm. That’s it. Try to cooperate. I’m just trying to make you feel it, even if only for a split-second. We are what we are looking for, man.
Can you feel it? The big fish is us.
Throughout my life I have been using the term common sense as a measurement to consider why something is right or wrong. Take McDonald’s; common sense would be to tax them more heavily for selling food that is both addictive and harmful to people. Or the 9 -to-5 life. Common sense would be to allow people to be outdoors throughout the day. Instead, most of us stare at a screen 8 hours straight, which disassociates us from life itself, eventually making us feel disconnected and depressed.
But most people have a problem understanding common sense, and to my simply enquiry most bluntly reply, “well, what’s common sense for you might not be for someone else. McDonald’s doesn’t make you buy their shitty burgers – you only get them if you want to; and companies pay you to sit there for 8 hours. You should be happy.”
Well but I’m not. And we, as people, shouldn’t feel guilty for feeling shitty. That’s just what it is, and it just means something’s not right. That’s called common sense.
This makes me conclude that common sense is a truth that benefits everyone. People’s real interest is to be healthy and happy, while companies’ real interest is in making profit. I’m sure we can please both sides of the equation by yin yanging the shit out of this unbalanced world. A truth where all grounds can thrive equally and indistinguishably. A truth that pushes greed and fear aside so we can realise that what we all have in common is the exactly the same. That’s common sense.
Our bodies are so cool. Sometimes they can seem primitive, like when we feel change and pain. They are the most basic stage of life – our door to freedom. Being primal is their job – to connect us to the simplicity of everyday life. Bodies are beautiful illusions that cover up the infinity of our bright, cosmic light. And that illusion can be tailored the way we want it. Your body is not you, but a projection of yourself, capable of interacting, indulging and stunning others with every breath that you take.
Below: Viktoria Modesta – The First Bionic Pop Singer
Have you ever thought that, maybe, when you look at someone sad, they’re just fucking tired?