Condemned to live through our art, for we do not know how to live through our lives. We are islands.
It's amazing how someone can be so sexy, unique, and intriguing one minute - but the moment they become predictable, they lose their flavor.
It's like a rubix cube in many ways. The challenge of a rubix cube is perplexing at first, and even though it frustrates you to no end, if you happen to come across one, you can't help but pick it up and try again - even if it's just for a moment.
People are a lot like that for me.
I always see people as a mystery. Elusive, appealing creatures. Each one rich with his or her own story, complete with countless tales for you to absorb. I assume everyone I meet is complicated - until they prove otherwise, of course.
Then suddenly, much to my chagrin, what I once saw as a maze of material turns into a simple creature. No mystery. No appeal.
The rubix cube is solved.
The good news is, though, someone always needs to fill that void of mystery and appeal. A new muse is in order.
After all, it is the pursuit we seek, not the capture.
2 comments:
Sometimes there is great comfort to be had in predictability -- but I know what you mean. After a while, the thrill is gone (well, with some people to be sure).
I would never say that people are 100% predictable though. If you believe this, you simply don't know that person well enough or aren't observant enough.
I agree with Devin. If you think you have someone figured out, you are kidding yourself. People have many layers. They can and do hide an amazing amount. Heck, most people don't even know themselves well enough to see what they really are in reality.
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