
Let's talk turkey here. Life is driven by ideas: family, love, work, play. It is safe to say, in reality, that we are made up of the collected ideas we hold various degrees of faith in. We are artists, poets, thinkers, logicians, writers, speakers, etc. The ideas are self-generated as well as foist upon us by outside influences- good and bad. It's like a matrix, an inter-connected web of the perceptions or labels that are tagged to us. I have been thinking about this idea for a while now, having felt the pinch of perceptions formed by others about me and changing them, if possible. Or if not to change them, then to at least to recognize them and limit the power that they have.
But it is funny to recognize that there are perceptions of us that are completely divorced from the inner reality we all possess. So, say, I decide to go out and buy a motorcycle- hypothetically. The idea kind of flies in the face of the notions most people have of me: staid, thoughtful, stoic (I guess). Which is an interesting place to be, in the middle of a social experiment. I mean, we all change ourselves from time to time, right, break the mold and renew again. So it's a good thing, really, to try new things, if at the very least to keep people on their toes, and at the most to see and experience new elements of life.
And another thing to consider is that if you never change, people really do get sick of your amazing potential. And you might be sick of it yourself, too.