Who are we to judge those who prefer blues to those raging techno beats or jazz to some overplayed pop song. Why do some look down as they dress up or those who dress down. Effortless; in the sense of their decision and the way it so easily comes to judgment. We live in a pretty hypocritical world and fuck, does it get pretty confusing at times. No matter where you are or where you stand; no matter who you know and those you ignore, there are always those who will try to put you down. They beat you til your sore and chase you til you’re utterly lost. It is an awful thing to feel and so difficult to ignore. Unintentionally, these broken thoughts and angry remarks may become a thing of the past or a willful establishment of your flawless imperfections.
As life continuously hands us the opportunity to strive, find bliss, to be infatuated, and find the love we all are so desperately trying to find we are pulled into the dark side. We are persuaded by the noise of judgment and overlook all the beauty and simplicity of the world.
If there is one thing I have so mindlessly ignored it is to find the simplest form of beauty in life. Time has been so despairingly wasted to find perfection; to find untrusting beauty or pretentious combinations of genuine souls. I have so fearfully tried to avoid the holes of falling into the dwelling and arrogant millennial gap that without knowing I have willingly stepped in one, twice and may be even three times. It may take time for some and for others the assurance of knowing the love and happiness you are searching for comes easily. I for one cannot say it’s been easy. I am guilty of judging those plain white tees when I should have embraced and curiously fallen in love with them
Time and time again I failed to acknowledge the beauty of basic. I must have because I have just now found that the truest souls are purely as effortless and simple as a white button down shirt.