I was sitting, waiting, wishing you believed in superstition...
Now that I have managed to grab your attention through the powers of John Butler, here's the real shit.
I was working and somehow as my magical mind somehow wandered off to monetary matters, the root of all evil. During my milkshake making infused daze, I pondered the small things that I felt the need to purchase. Festival tickets, a skateboard, car registration, acrylic nails, hair extensions etc. Then it hit me like a bloody brick right in my goddamn earhole. Like a thought sent from the heavens, I was having a revelation here!
All I care about in my life is music and vanity.
Before you scoff and your screen and leave the blog post of this shallow idiot, let me explain...
Of course I do care about more than those two beautiful thangs. I care about the wellbeing of our environment, I care about equality of humans and animals, my own personal spiritual awakening. In fact, I care far too deeply about far too many things.
It's just when my energy and time is converted into dollars, after those dollars are spent on the car, the rent, food & bills etc. I aim to spend my cashmoney or disposable income on those two categories.
I'm glad I've got that off my chest. After years of people telling me all I care is piercings, hair and makeup; I can finally say: Yes I fucking do! and there's nothing wrong with that, jesus fucking christ.
In conclusion, don't feel shallow or ashamed or whatnot be loud and be proud or quiet and about what you like. Pursue it. Don't hide in fear. C e l e b r a t e your passions. Because they are apart of what makes you, you. No one else will be you.
Let's never hide again.
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