conflict

Today I thought of trimming the beard short. Its getting a little long in the fur (pun intended). Its difficult to stand and face down the world and say: I AM WHAT I AM! AND THATS ALL THAT I AM!

that might sound silly to most, but consider this: going against the norms of society has never been easy. Their are many out there who say to me "Dude, when you gonna shave that shit?" or "you look like fucking bum man."

Being original and real with yourself comes at a cost. We've all been in that place. Being the stereotype. Being the outcast. It never ends. The price we pay to be individuals weighs heavy.

I did not trim the barnacle. I chose to be existential. Never been one to compromise.

I wish not to be feared. I wish not to be liked by all. I wish not to center of attention. These things add up to nothing in the face of the one thing that's more important: Knowing I m me for me.

and no ladies, I wont shave it till i m ready to. so don't ask. :)