30.6.08
am I normal
It is a book, about sex. But really the question is an interesting one. One of my friends posted a quote where it was like "we all try to work our way back to normal" or something like that. I don't. Normal is where i don't want to be, not that i strive to be strange or weird or anything, but normal is something i dread. I don't want to fade into the cotton background of a plain shirt, to be another face in the crowd to the people who i care about. To be recognized and dismissed and labelled and returned to my shelf in someone's mind. I want to jump and dance, sing and cry inside their eyes, until the know me, not as a friend or a lover or a son or a father, not as a person or a human or a monkey, but as the only and ever one of me, a tigger if you will, because there is only me, and there is only this, and afterwards there will be no me, and no this, so i want to be known.
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You are not labeled or categorized in my mind. There is no one else like you. Thing is -- do you even care what I think? To whom do you wish to become known and unique? Do you realize that you only need this kind of validation from a small group of people who pretty much have already done what you wish them to do -- remember and recognize you as WHO YOU ARE -- definitely not NORMAL.
You never cease to amaze me Russ.
What you said is entirely true, and I agree. When I said we strive to return to something called normal, i meant it in the sense that it is "something called normal." I don't mean normal like plain, or boring, or anything like that. I mean, something we at least somewhat understand. Normalcy is, of course, subjective. But what phaedra said is right. You're not normal...if normal means ordinary and ordinary means nameless, faceless, unrecognizable. You're so, so so much more. You're incredible, and so is Tigger, for the record :D
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