So yeah--my previous post was definitely while I was in the midst of a thought cyclone. Or an "A-Flaiken-Flurken" if you will. So y'know...can we have some sort of subculture that still stands for something or are we doomed to dye our hair weird and knock over garbage cans?
I say we can totally create a tribe. (Not necessarily in the Burning Man sense, although I feel much more at home with hippies than with yuppies.) It's easier than it looks when we put our like-minds together. When we learn to love our ridiculous nature, we can chuck useless things like self-consciousness and greed and start to focus on what's really important. Like butts.
But(t) for realsies--inasmuch as Silly is the New Sexy, Love is the New Counterculture. Now obviously this still means there's room for subverting the norm--the norm needs a little subverting. Shake shit up, but shake it up for a reason.
Love and impulse, yo. This world is rad when we see it for reals.
Buckets of love,
Dak
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