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Tuesday, June 12, 2012

When you’re strange



I’m not impressed by someone’s Lexus or other fancy car. The McMansion on the hill is an opportunity lost. All those materials could have built something interesting instead of a big impractical house.

I’m the guy driving around in a decommissioned ambulance and living in a dome. If you want to impress me, drive a hearse and live in a yurt. Heck, the guy who rides a cargo bicycle and lives in a cave is more interesting.

Street performers and hobos catch my attention more than famous actors.

Why do all the oddballs and weirdos inspire me? These are all people who’ve stepped out of the mold. Some have walked a different path on purpose. Others have slipped off the path and found themselves in a place more interesting.

Some follow the beat of a different drummer, but a few follow the bleat of a different kazoo.

Growing up we have a lot of expectations put on us. Parents have expectations. School does its best to cram us into a few pigeon holes. The working world has requirements that must be met. Our government expect citizens to fit within an acceptable range. Friends want and expect certain behaviors.

People who listen to their own inner voice and act on it are rare indeed. The world has tried hard to chain that little voice, muffling it or putting it in a tight harness. Free people stick out.

That’s what impresses me: men and women who’ve chosen freedom. The path can be hard or easy, but it’s their’s alone. They may look and act strange -mavericks do not have to conform.

Economies are failing. Governments are falling. Political philosophies don’t work. Chaos grows. Following the old tried and true paths no longer produce the promised results. The loyal, dedicated, and competent employee gets canned anyway. The new college grad cannot find decent full time work. Property doesn’t gain value but loses it.

What’s a person to do? Learn from the strange ones. The collapse of old orders mean little to them as they’ve nothing invested in them.

Whether you want them to or not, your chains are breaking. They may have been nice soft and warm chains, but they bound you none the less. Good luck dealing with limitless opportunities for change.

Are you strange enough to survive?

-Sixbears


9 comments:

  1. Like you, I admire those who don't fall into a certain mold. I don't know if I'm one of those, but some consider me....um....independent, if you will...able to take care of myself without depending on others. I like it that way.

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  2. i have been reading a few blogs by folk like you are describing.Most are collage grds with degrees in fields that they are not employed in.Some are nomads travaling some are homesteading but all have multie skill sets work unconvintional jobs usualy more than 1 in differant fields.They all agree it helps protect there income to work differant jobs.What impressed me is they all value living over others opinion and a 9 to 5 job.I agree with you more need to look at the world as it is not as we have bee told it is.

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  3. My wife tells me I am strange. . .

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  4. Yep, I'm strange enough to survive, and then some...

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  5. Ha ha, I like the way you put that. Yep, I'm strange enough : )

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  6. I am not strange but my jackalope thinks I am. hehe. I agree with most of your posts, this one especially..swaying from the blessed norms of society is not really acceptable behavior by most peoples standards..too different.

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  7. Strange enough to survive, strange enough to enjoy living. I slipped off the path (I like how you describe that) a while back and now I meander along from one experience to the next.

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  8. One way or another, I've spent most of my life being the outcast, rebel, loner", artistic one or the free thinker.


    Wouldn't feel I was truly alive any other way.

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  9. Born strange. Tried being normal. Failed spectacularly. Much nicer being strange, and scaring the mundanes.

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