So here's a quicky because it's late and I'm tired and my brain has had it's share of overloaded...brain things.
Just a moment ago I had actual digital proof of the fallacies of the word "adult". When you hear the word "adult", what springs into your mind? Go on, think a minute..I can wait.
Some of us think of drinking alcohol, some of us think of having responsibilities like family and work and religious type stuffs. Some of us think of certain kinds of movies, while others think of drinking alcohol while watching certain types of movies despite responsibilities like family and work.
The point is that there is a line, or a point, or a pointed line that we cross at some point in our lives that defines when we grow out of childish acts and behaviors and take upon us the mantle of "adulthood." We have decided that it is high time we stop thinking of just ourselves and start to actually see the world around us. We decide that we need and want certain relationships. We decide to take on those things that we otherwise thought unimportant. For some of us, it is the time that we flee with all abandon from the collective ranks of "The Oblivious" (see prior posts for an explanation)
And while some of us retain certain childish qualities, such as a need to "play", or a need to rediscover something we thought lost within ourselves, there are still others who, though they may qualify physically and sometimes mentally as an "adult", still have not shed the protective shell that is our childhood. And with that, they retain some basic belief that they may still do, say, or act as they wish and because "I am an adult, I therefore cannot act childish."
I will admit that I still sometimes long to waste the day playing in a sandbox filled with small toy cars, tractors, and sand shovels used for flinging out the cat poop from that damn siamese that lives across the street. I, on occasion, wish to debate the benefits of having a chainsaw for an arm over a sword or a pair of nunchaku. And yes, innocently enough, I still yearn to roam the neighborhood at three in the morning trying to find a place to hide from the police who, strangely enough, are patrolling the streets looking for the person who set fire to Mrs. Finklestein's favorite lilac bush.
But of course, none of those compare to the occasional longing to be running naked, helter skelter, from my best friend's mother whose eyes I have just graced with a view of my own particulalry hairless buttocks...or ass, if you wish.
I suppose, with yearnings such as those, that nobody can blame me or wish me ill for reflecting upon the early years of my life that were the veritable building blocks of the "adult" that I am now.
But despite all of that, I still do not wish to "act" childish....usually anyway.
Think about those around you. Do they act like "adults"? Or are they merely kids, or teenagers, wearing adult clothes (or not!) and pretending to have outgrown the very personality traits and behaviors that they exhibit on a day to day basis?
This post is dedicated to a person who will never realize that this post could ever be about them.
Just a moment ago I had actual digital proof of the fallacies of the word "adult". When you hear the word "adult", what springs into your mind? Go on, think a minute..I can wait.
Some of us think of drinking alcohol, some of us think of having responsibilities like family and work and religious type stuffs. Some of us think of certain kinds of movies, while others think of drinking alcohol while watching certain types of movies despite responsibilities like family and work.
The point is that there is a line, or a point, or a pointed line that we cross at some point in our lives that defines when we grow out of childish acts and behaviors and take upon us the mantle of "adulthood." We have decided that it is high time we stop thinking of just ourselves and start to actually see the world around us. We decide that we need and want certain relationships. We decide to take on those things that we otherwise thought unimportant. For some of us, it is the time that we flee with all abandon from the collective ranks of "The Oblivious" (see prior posts for an explanation)
And while some of us retain certain childish qualities, such as a need to "play", or a need to rediscover something we thought lost within ourselves, there are still others who, though they may qualify physically and sometimes mentally as an "adult", still have not shed the protective shell that is our childhood. And with that, they retain some basic belief that they may still do, say, or act as they wish and because "I am an adult, I therefore cannot act childish."
I will admit that I still sometimes long to waste the day playing in a sandbox filled with small toy cars, tractors, and sand shovels used for flinging out the cat poop from that damn siamese that lives across the street. I, on occasion, wish to debate the benefits of having a chainsaw for an arm over a sword or a pair of nunchaku. And yes, innocently enough, I still yearn to roam the neighborhood at three in the morning trying to find a place to hide from the police who, strangely enough, are patrolling the streets looking for the person who set fire to Mrs. Finklestein's favorite lilac bush.
But of course, none of those compare to the occasional longing to be running naked, helter skelter, from my best friend's mother whose eyes I have just graced with a view of my own particulalry hairless buttocks...or ass, if you wish.
I suppose, with yearnings such as those, that nobody can blame me or wish me ill for reflecting upon the early years of my life that were the veritable building blocks of the "adult" that I am now.
But despite all of that, I still do not wish to "act" childish....usually anyway.
Think about those around you. Do they act like "adults"? Or are they merely kids, or teenagers, wearing adult clothes (or not!) and pretending to have outgrown the very personality traits and behaviors that they exhibit on a day to day basis?
This post is dedicated to a person who will never realize that this post could ever be about them.
2 comments:
I love the fact that you still want to act childish, in a grownupy type way. The people that are so serious all the time are never very fun to be around. They make you want to hit them in the head with spit wads!! (Sorry, you kept me up last night and I have gone way past the silly stage)
Again you amaze me with your intellectual skills and deep thoughts.
And the mere memories of our childhood days, wow! It's nice to take the time and "Smell the Roses" if you will, and reminess.
Of you course you know my spelling sucks and I'll never be as poetic as you, however, I just can't wipe that smile off my face when I think of all those people whom this post applies too.... including and not limited to ME and my childish (or teenager) behaviors of last night! :o)
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