The meaning of true beauty

It's easy to be cool, you just wear a baseball cap backwards, expensive shoes, trendy t-shirt and some jewelry or whatever. He didn't care about being cool, why did people even think it was such a big deal. If you have enough money you can always buy yourself enough accessories to be cool, and you don't even need to know anyone cool. Google 'cool clothes' or 'how to be cool' buy those items from the list, and there you go, where is the inspiration, where is the creativity? It was all bullshit, he was not buying it.

What really bothered him was people seemed to be carried by this sort of nonsense and now he was having to compete with that crap. People needed to understand what was real and what was not, what was real and what was bought but no people just went after the coolest most trendiest crap they'd find and then suffered later because they'd look at their pictures become embarrassed and felt sorry for how they had missed out on the real gems by going with the phonies. He wouldn't give them even a look back, those phonies he would pretend as if nothing had happened but he would remember each and every memory of it and treat them to the same experience they had treated him.

What was so cool about that guy even? Talk all fancy in American accent, do hifi things, drive a car tell the barber to cut your hair like this or not even that he must have told the barber to just cut whatever hair, buy some expensive crap and that was it. Nothing more, like an empty but fancy vessel, if you tapped on him he would probably echo that's how empty that guy was. To be a good person you need to have some kind of substance and content from the inside, and it was hard for people to appreciate that because you can't show it in your face you can't put a sticker of it and tell people ohh look at me I'm a good person I am so-and-so I'm doing this job and I'm making good money but also I'm a good person and I really like  you no, you couldn't do that. But that guy, he could foolishly all his money in stupid things like expensive branded jackets and what not and all the girls would be after him. What  a scam.

He thought she wasn't like other girls that's what he originally thought but now he was having to reevaluate his opinion and perhaps even feelings about her, if she cannot identify a scammy guy from an authentic real guy who likes her maybe there are other faults in her that he hadn't considered because he was blinded by her beauty and other good characteristics of her. She had a face like that of a flower, voice like that of a songbird, hair like a natural waterfall she was not like one of those girls who would cover up their face in layers and layers of makeup and other things and their face looked different from what they looked really which is like false advertising, no she was a natural beauty and she was kind in the way she talked to him and listened to him and she had a way about her, the way she laughed and smiled that totally took your heart away. But! Bad judgment. In a partner what he looked for first and the foremost is the judgment. They can be the most attractive female in the world maybe even miss Universe or Miss India or whatever but if she had a bad judgment she wouldn't be a good partner because you would have to be responsible for her decision. Now he was wondering if she was even qualified to be his partner, perhaps he should put her through some type of informal test to make sure her judgment capabilities were tip-top in shape and only after that should he try to woo her, away from that crazy worthless talentless monster who would probably mistreat her except he was probably too lazy and not strong enough to do that, what a crap kind of person that man.

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