There seems to be an overwhelming trend for people to think that just they are the spawning salmon; that they are going against the grain. The Independents. The I am MySelf People. The Just Be You People.
I get this. I accept this. I so accept this that it's one of the greatest paradoxes of all time!
As Lily Tomlin said, "We're all alone in this together."
Occupy Wall Street: 50k people crowding a park in NYC think they're independent.
Have you ever had a great day? So have I. I guess that means you're not alone anymore.
Have you ever had a regret? So have I. I guess that means you're not alone anymore.
There are really only a few truly independent thinkers, truly independent avatars in all of humanity's Universal experience.
Jesus. No, I'm not saying "Jesus" as if I'm exasperated. Jesus is one.
Who else... Einstein. No, I'm not saying "Einstein" ironically as though you're not smart enough. He's another.
Moses, God, Newton, Galileo... Mitch Snyder (the hunger strike activist). Mother Theresa (but not really because she followed the teachings of Jesus...).
If you want to be truly Your Own Guy, truly Independent: get off the internet. Lose the cell phone. Stop taking pictures of yourself and posting them online. Stop logging your time anywhere and uploading it to Facebook. Stop leaving a trail for people to follow you! You're so alone on Facebook that there are 800+ million of you.
Stop Trying To Connect with people and then say you're your Own Guy!
Gimme a break.
Because if you did this, then people wouldn't follow you and you'd be all alone. Eureka! There it is! Go ahead. Disagree with me... you wouldn't be the only one.
I loved this: one day I was running with my dog. Some kids (who clearly can't spell) spray painted this on the asphalt under the trees: "We are the Lone Woves" -- first, Woves, you missed your L. Secondly, "we" and "lone" contradict. But they're kids. The point is, there are no truly lone wolves. We know this because if they were alone, they wouldn't survive. No one, no one is alone; we might feel that way, but honestly: you wouldn't like it. Try it. Go ahead: go off the grid, drink water from a stream, kill for your meals, rub two sticks together and live in a cave.
I bet you'll find someone else there too.
We are all connected. Gah! I didn't want to go all existential today. I didn't want to Be That Person again who preaches and then goes back to my hole of quiet where it's just me and my thoughts. But it's so funny to me that people think, I mean, actually beLIEVE they are alone, loners, rogue, independent. They're not!
I know I'm not alone in my thinking.
The thing is: if you stick out constantly like a sore thumb rather than just a thumb, maybe you're just sore. And you're the one who's resisting.
Resist urge to preach. Resist urge to preach. Resist urge to preach.
Ok, here are some Other Independents:
The ugly ones: Hilter. Stalin. The Unabomber. Osama bin Laden.
Sheesh. Talk about sore thumbs. Ouch.
Um. I'm repeating myself: they were independents. For awhile, and then they amassed followers. So then what? Are they truly independents anymore? Truly revolutionaries?
It's OK. Really.
Who's with me?