You get called many things in this life.
Every day something new, by someone, that you may have the opportunity to hear, or may not.
Sir, dood, boss, man, asshole, jerk, nice guy, sweet heart, loser, lame, honest, genuine, eager, personable, and the list goes on and on and on.
Some may say you�re weird, or have musical talents, be a good artist, hard worker, so many more.
It�s rare when you get to hear it directly and not in haste, but get an actual perspective of how someone may perceive or see you. To look through another�s eyes, even for a moment, and have an opportunity to not have to use your own.
I had a talk today with a friend, a friend who is self proclaimed to make his friends by choosing those he deems as weird. I�ve also seen the company he keeps and can attest the correctness of this statement.
Then it got me to wonder.
What makes me weird to others? How am I seen through a different set of eyes?
I was told today that I�m very honest, but in the blunt way, and am who I am and wear it on my sleeve. My faults, my positive attributes, my errors and my successes. Honest in the blunt way about everything.
I liked what I heard, and gave me some self validation. My self construal was confirmed and I will sleep easy tonight because of it.
I have had this feeling about my masks for many years (reference to previous posts) even though I myself had difficulty in believing it. I hoped that I was wrong.
Strip me down from cloths to skin, from heart and brain and all akin.
Take away all I have, but what would make this sinner glad?
To see that cloths and skin and heart, stripped away from a greater part,
Something that I can call my own, what it is that makes me whole.
A piece of flesh or brain my be, what encompasses all that�s me.
A soul that if my body stripped, of all phenomenon and shit,
Would still in itself be hold, all of me that can�t be sold.
Some would say that it�s my mind, but not the gooey, fleshy kind,
The kind that allows me to say, I think therefore I think I am.
1:07 a.m. - 2007-09-27
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