We go out to bars, clubs, parties, even shopping, as walking spokesmodels showing off the merchandise known as...Ourselves.
For example, while grocery shopping, last week, I picked up a "customer". I was in the frozen foods section, this guy (who's not really my type) liked what he saw, and he decided to approach me. Basically, he liked what I was selling, and wanted to be a potential "customer".
Now, personally, when I'm out-n-about, I like to sell a kind of sex appeal...mainly because I'm somewhat of a tease, somewhat of a flirt, and I like validation from others. But, back to my point, as a Single I'm putting out that special Single "vibe" and displaying my merchandise, hoping that another Hot Single will want to buy what I'm selling. And, there's a Single out there hoping that I might want to buy what he's also selling.
There's a reason why its called being "on the market".
I'm sure you've seen it. Those who finally land that ultimate "customer" might stop caring a tab less about their appearance and giving off a certain vibe. This is because they no longer have to display themselves for potential "customers". They already have what they want, so, why over-advertise?
Also, Singles have to carry the weight of wearing two hats, so to speak. Both as the "working" person and as a potential "customer". We might be out there selling a product, but, we're also looking to buy that similar product of a fellow "working" person. Hell, why do you think Singles Parties were such a huge success not too long ago? And, don't even get me started on the whole Club Scene.
Do you have the "working" girl mentality?
Well, I know I do.
;-)
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Even though Im sold, I still don't want to lose my value, so the better I am as a product, the more expensive I will be years from now!
So dont THINK Im still not on point! The packaging may change, but Im still quality!
:)
What about when you are attached and people try to holla. What's that called?
~Damnit!
That's called false advertisement! LOL
I tend to think I have fallen off a lil bit since Shawn has swept me off my feet, but I have my days when I don't wanna go out cause I need to look my absolute best! Only because I don't wanna be a mess!
lol yes melanie griffith in "Working Girl"
You better work. Well said.
working girl mentality - I totally get it. Um, I hate that name though - lol, but yea,, I do it.
Love
Why, deep down, do we love? What is the source of love, its meaning, its
object? Why do we experience the birth of love one day, and its death another? Why, deep inside us,
does our love for our parents and our children endure? How do we love? Why, deep
down, do we love?
Life teaches us to learn, to suffer injury, to get to our feet again, to mature. Life is
revelation; and when our hearts and our intelligence turn toward His revelation, we can
grasp something of the meaning, the mystery, and the meaning of this mystery. There are
many ways to love: The Most Caring One offers us love through the very essence of our
nature, and invites us to continue our search for the love of our fellow creatures, for
Creation, for His love.
There are several ways to love: we can love ourselves out of egocentrism or egotism; out
of self-obsession to the point of self-importance and arrogance. How natural a love...and
how dangerous. To see the world through ourselves alone: to love ourselves as if we
alone existed, and, at the core of this mysterious paradox, to love ourselves to the point of
oblivion.
To love our mothers, our fathers, our husbands, our wives, our daughters, our sons and,
our senses dulled by habit, learn nothing from our love for them except when accident or
absence strike. To become indifferent in the face of familiar presences. Isn't it a curious
paradox? To be blinded by too much seeing. To lose meaning because we are
overwhelmed, drowned, carried away by the endless repetition of daily life.
To observe our friends, our fellow human beings, our world, and to ask of our heart: why
you? Why should you be loved? For your appearance? For your qualities? For your
tastes? To love as we feel, because we so "genuinely" feel. The fire at first, the ashes
when all is done... destroyed by betrayal, by flaws, by wounds inflicted. Love that blinds;
separation in the glare of hindsight. Another paradox: the glowing coals that are the
warmth of our loves, and the infinite burn of our suffering.
To learn to love. Such is the message of all spiritual disciplines. We may love to love
ourselves, our neighbours, the universe; we may love to move beyond the self, our own
and that of our neighbours; our own and that of the universe. In nearness to the Divine we
learn that we must seek, initiate ourselves, tear asunder, give new form, break off and
renew. To seek out the meaning of our loves; to initiate ourselves into the secrets of hope
and not stop when proof of our qualities lies before us; to break down ego and
appearance; to give form to the gazing eyes and all they ask for; to make new the light in
the heart and in the eyes and, as when we fast, to learn to break the fast the better to begin
again. To be two, with ourselves, with God, with you... a gift, a time of testing, a period
of hardship, of hoping.
Near to you or without you. Why do we love? Why do we break apart? Why, indeed? On
our journey, we must learn that His love like ours, that our encounters like our
separations, are acts of initiation: we can love a parent, a being, his beauty, his qualities;
we can love what is and, in the end, know only hurt and suffering. Over and above what
exists, we can learn to love the horizon that unites us. To move beyond ourselves for His
sake, to seek together the pathway that leads to His light... to love the meaning, the road
travelled as much as we love the destination, and our fate. It is constant effort, this jihad
of love. To lift up our eyes before us and learn to love, and with that love, find freedom.
To move beyond ourselves, to free ourselves from the loves that bind and imprison us:
those "ended" loves, sometimes idolatrous, sometimes misleading, and so near to our
animal nature. An infinite task, one never to be completed; a task filled with sorrow, with
hurt and tears. Here, on this earth, lies one truth: he who truly loves must learn to weep.
Life. Love, and life.
Why, deep down, do we love? Some like to bind themselves in chains, others to set
themselves free. A mystery. The Unique One calls out to us, summons us, tells us: "Go
on! Love! Move forward, seek out, and pursue your quest. The love that will come to you
is not at all what you are seeking. It is an illusion, a prison. The love you seek, the love
that you must learn, opens wide to you the door of freedom: alone, by twos, by
thousands, it teaches you to say: "It is Him I love" and, in the depths of your heart, feel
yourself loved. And then, at that moment, we must lift up our eyes before us, nurture the
freedom we have found, and bestow all the love we possess upon those close to us, to the
universe, to humanity. As we move on beyond this life, or as we remain. Love and true
Life.
To love, and learn to leave...
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Most Definitely.... Not Feeling The Name. But... Um, Yeah.
oh, i'm feeling this right here! i may have to step up my game a bit just on GP. good one young fella :D
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