Cats: miscellanea|
More stream of consciousness.
I think too much. Well, other people might say that. I personally feel that I don’t think enough and feel far more than I should.
So today I was thinking, why do I know the people I know, like the people I like. What draws me to some individuals, and why am I completely repelled by others?
I can point to character traits, of course.
Intelligence is intoxicating to me. I gravitate toward genius and orbit around these blazing suns, an insignificant satellite just happy to be in the solar system. Mere retention of information is not intelligence to me. It’s the creative mind, the rational mind, the ability to form original opinions, with solid reasoning behind them. (Even if I don’t agree.)
A sense of humor added atop intelligence is enough to slay me. In a way, it’s a part of the intelligence. The sensible ability to laugh, at anything, including the self is incredibly important. People who take anything too seriously become either obsessed or just downright tedious. Or both. Either way, they are not for me, and I am certainly not for them.
Similarities of taste always help. Something hugely attractive to me is an interest in music, and even better, some ability. Understanding of rhythm, understanding of the way music can tug the soul to another state, the ecstatic bliss of being completely lost, physically affected by the sound…someone who can relate to this is someone I can relate to. Taste in music is rather important as well. Country music is Joyzbane. That’s just the way it is.
All these things are important, a big part of what makes me interested by, and maybe interesting to, others. But it would be an enormous lie to say that was the sum of what pulls me toward a person. There is one thing I have found that is common with every single person with whom I’ve felt a truly profound connection. (And there aren’t many of these. Very few. Tragically few.)
I really dig someone from whom I have something to learn. I adore people who make me want to strive, who unknowingly expose me to new thought, inspire new ideas in me. A little selfish, maybe? Probably. All I know is I swiftly tire of those who are undynamic, who have nothing new to show me. There has to be a little mental tug that keeps me coming back or I grow bored and simply disengage.
So there it is, the thought for today.
Be smart, be fun, keep me on my toes, and I will love you forever. Key to my heart.
Mind you, this isn’t to say I don’t have friends who are just nice friends. I have many, but very few get me to reveal my true self. Even fewer receive my total trust. Some might call these people soul mates…I’m not big on destiny. I just know that there have been times I have made these connections in very unlikely places, with people that, if described to me I’d have likely said “No way…”
Now there’s a lesson I’ve learned…not to judge a book by its cover. I can’t even contemplate the thought that I’d have missed out on one of these extraordinary people because I passed them over for some superficial reason. A meeting of minds is a horrible thing to waste.
