I once told my mother that she had the freedom to ask me ANY questions she wished for an entire evening and that I would answer each and every single question honestly. After asking two questions, she quickly realized that not only was I serious about my part of the agreement, but that she really didn’t want to know. I still hold true to this statement. Most people can ask me anything and I’ll answer as honestly and completely to the best of my own comprehension. But secrets are often more for the benefit of the ignorant than that of the keeper.
My reasoning behind this is that people don’t really want to know anything that might destroy their image of a person. The deeper parts of a person, the secrets that they hide or parts of their personality that we all supress are, in point of fact, what make us human. Part of being human is the truth that we are all flawed. Be they flaws that we wear on our sleeves for all to see, or flaws that we hide so deeply that we lie to ourselves in order to deny their existence. But we all have them.
Many of us have been accused of being two-faced, and most people deny it as it is meant in a derrogatory manner. Even I have been guilty of claiming the accusation to be a lie, but it isn’t. Perhaps I didn’t want to think it was true, but I will admit that I act differently when I am alone with somebody I care for than I do when I’m out with the guys or hanging out with my parents. Oddly enough, these faces seem to be combining themselves as I find myself being more openly honest about not liking people… and god knows I act the same around my parents as I do with my friends… I guess I’m not too good at repressing urges anymore.
As Ashe alluded to in his own rant, understanding others is proportional to understanding yourself. The better you understand yourself, your instincts, your reactions, the better you understand others. Now we don’t all have the same tastes for food or music or even sexual preferences as far as gender, physique, or position is concerned, but as I mentioned in a previous rant, we all have the same needs. Knowing the words to say or how to touch somebody is really just a matter of empathy. Do unto others and whatnot. The impact is based upon their relation to you, meaning their level of trust as well as respect in the broadest sense of the word. This can make the difference between safety, comfort, sensuality, and sexual harassment. Although I stand by my word that ’sexual harassment’ only applies to ugly people.
My challenge for the day: Go and meet somebody new, even if it’s very brief. But ask them one question. “When we go our seperate ways, how would you like me to remember you?” If they say, ‘I’d prefer not to be remembered,’ you probably creeped them out. If they say ‘As a good lay,’ RUN, BITCH! RUN! Any different response should give a fairly good impression of the person, whether they’re aware or not. Just consider it an experiment in better understanding human interaction and self-image.
I don’t have any cute songs that I feel like typing out… so I’m just gonna walk away
-Felix Out
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