An Affinity for Nothing

Sophisticated, rebellious, mysterious, hidden, mournful/lifeless are socially added elements of the

color black bled onto apparel. Conveniently, in every shape or size “conveniently”, mind you, almost

as default. These micro-social assimilations turn into conformity, later norms, that wills itself in totality,

a contribution!*** to the longevity of standing pretenses – this is another conversation, a Marxist

conversation.

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Curious of the interplay of this light absorbent deity that lives in the closets of nearly all, casting

oversaturated appeal. Feverishly bothered by this as an expressional. What happened to all to color

from our time as a toddler?., we chased this stimulant, it seems now we agreed to repulse and this

has been remarked long ago (is any idea actually original, UGHH), , by the awe inspiring John Carl

Flugel:

“Men gave up their right to all the brighter, gayer, more elaborate, and more varied forms of

ornamentation.”

The Great Masculine Renunciation

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The capture of sophistication, black does very well, leaving room for mystery, marginal what-ifs as

though looking at an empty shelf, when some feel a complete picture. . There also lies the

gratification of being expressionless, the passions of the passionate come in all facets (This makes

one wonder the maxim of experience or knowledge). It also stamps a finality… the inescapable end

BOO HOO!, yes, it becomes all we’ll come to know but more to the fact that upon gathering every

possible color of pigment results in black. White – ascribed as a purity – being much harder to restore

in contrast to the unforgiving dye, it can be said there are metaphysical correlations:

“We all carry shadows in us, and with time, they grow sharper, not softer.”

So, soak up the bleach, as much of it, cleansing warrants only mutable truths. Fostering shameful

attitudes breads dismay, self-denying to recognize profound becomings. To solely flatter beauty is not

a beautiful complex, exquisites are allusive friend, of countless sanctifications. Now, is this all just a

metaphorical covert of death???

Adjacent to death: giving in. In the lifeless exists no resistance, it is fully swooned in subversions.

Additionally, conveniences are a sure sign of laziness, deterring will, bending will, almost lifeless.

Almost. Decisions are significant in how much they measure charisma (look at our lineage, who do

we remember and why?) - yielding precedence to inability not but what is folly. To find relativity in this

compliance lets visit trauma. **Forthcoming, I am no proficient on such fairings, just listen to

enough podcasts to seem competent, competent to mingling the fool of men a-like. ** Infecting

our reality, as well as our imagination, it serves as a baseline as to what we permit, a tactic to

remember, as well as a detriment. These allowances are built upon what has (not) occurred in lives

and anything irregular is subject to be a threat, guide-railing who we become. We thoughtlessly

permit our sensibilities like any mammal, when we think ourselves further ha! Consider the rodent

brethren.

Animals as we know adapt to their given environments, gradually natural selection ensues. Finding

sandy-colored pelt in deserts, morphing until leaves and plants alike there are rain forest animals,

white winter tones capture the arctic, where we find black we find an uproar of love, how much of it

so?. As mentioned, this adaption is a course taken to aid in survival,/but when no tamer present what

is the outcome? What can there become seasons into limitless, yet shouting, veiled in comfort, God’s

work is to be slain! Self-limiting for the potential of what may come but collectively we are destiny’s

cultivator., a God denounced.

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It is almost a crime to vary from the pack. You see, inmates found in stripes are now found in orange

jumpers for methodical reasons, upon thee calls attention to the physiological inducements. Aiming to

alter behaviors due to its voluminous visibility, eliminates choice/options which instead offers

uniformity and equality. Note, these are within the confines of penitentiaries…

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My soft-core soliloquy over Marxism:

Dialectical materialism is a fundamental theory of Marx, opposing material spirits found in idealism.

Idealism displays like hood for the ‘beautification’, the basis of any act or standardization (Pirsig’s

objective/subjective argument). Illogical nature begins to sprout in the wake of foresaid spirits, a

concern for associations or could be said to be vices. Such wastefully productivity in the eyes of the

everyday communist, this may be how CCP obtains leverage…. – getting by way of the role labor

plays (expression, saying we are means of a productive nature.. Ironic given my attitude).. It is as if

we’re to be directed in a play, life before us pre-manifested (as it already has) to spare humanity of

the cruelties from the well-known parable from the east to be possessive is to be possessed and

those being possessed bear insurmountable anguish we so wish to liberate, separating us from

ourselves and perhaps inviting.. “To be truly elegant, one should not be noticed” said the, said to be

an “arbiter” of early fashion, Beau Brumme and Sebastian – with zero flaunt of the word “fashion” –

considers this would be expressionless behavior.

A divide circumvents in jousting any ideal, however, there is but one definitive assertion that can be

made about this discussion. Without the tasteful, the many avenues in which society fornicate

essence/being/religion/culture/ideas/anything is through these desires, thus ceasing to exist when we

stunt our ability to persuade. Strife is needed in all variables; we are made from it and because of it.

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My passions are not wholly about this color, they’re intended for you. Aging has me realize how

expressionless we learn to become. We’re scared of judgment or to be thought a fool (in itself is

foolish), one must ponder if this scarcity mindset to be so redemptive.? How valid are these

judgements, who are they to me, why do I care, and why must they wager my life? Unfitting,

unadmirable, unauthentic, unreal to live for others – divinity (God’s work) executed with a subliminal

axe – their lives will be grieved at your mortuary.

As you die, weep, weep for never existing, for turning a back on yourself, but in order for one to weep

one must exist and have eyes and have back for that matter..

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To prelude, I’ve mentioned this topic to many others, wherein I express my gratitude for listening to

my nonsense, nonetheless this thanks does not rest in ye. More rendered to the dialogs offered.

Michel Montaigne voiced his afflictions for these deprivations, I see precisely. Topic for another time

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PS As some historical context about my image header, my message about black seemed to spark a

new incentive for a fellow among my travels, my sincere thoughts! Hope to see you soon!

PSS Just got this hat that says “I <3 wieners”, and im straight.. mostly… anyways. This hat CAPtivates me, something about material possession really does it. Communism 0-1

PSSS If you go on any major retailer’s site, filter the results to black, see how it outweighs