Growing up as a child in New York we had our own slang, things were fresh or mint, BOSS, tough and then I moved to California. My only examples of how these Cali kids talked was on Television. Saved by the Bell I think. Social Media did not exist. When I started school in Southern California with my New York thick accent, kids were saying RAD or some foreign shit like that. It was so cliché and stupid sounding to me, even back then. But eventually I tried to fit in, conform and I wore my neon Body Glove shirt skateboarding on my Veriflex. The 80’s in California was very bright….neon green and yellow. To this day Rad is still one of my favorite words.
Fast-forward, MANY years, now we have social media, what feels like an entire generation’s eyebrows are on Fleek, AF because hash tag GOALS with your Squad of course. It’s sooooo Lit. So, So LIT. SO.MANY.SPEAK.THE.SAME. Every dignified beautiful word in the dictionary has been abbreviated to nonsensical lazy B.S. Sentences have become a series of letters and hieroglyphics. Trends sweep across Instagram and Facebook and individuality is some relic buried beneath the ruins of a once semi sophisticated culture. At least if felt like it. But kudos to SF for keeping the sanctity of the word Hella for themselves. It’s hella awesome. This is only my humble observation tinged with a little personal sadness and maybe some shame. I’m just calling it like I see it and I admit I am guilty of much of the same at times. More then ever we are a generation of the extreme Hive Mind. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Well that’s for you to decide. We see a protest and jump on without knowing who funded it or their real motives when perhaps the very thing we are trying to fight for is masked by someone in the background pushing their own agenda which is exponentially more heinous and financially self serving. We are a hive mind. We are connected not just by social media but perhaps by our consciousness. Studies have been conducted in which a drawing had many hidden faces within the picture. A group of people could only find several of the faces. The drawing was then released in a country far away from the test subjects revealing the hidden faces. When the experiment was conducted again with new people having never seen the drawing they were automatically able to easily identify many of the faces, thus perhaps proving in some small way how are minds as a collective are connected.
Collectively, we are taught limitations and barriers while growing up. Many of us were fearless kids. Heights didn’t matter; there was no such thing as but what if you fell on your head. We explored underground tunnels and climbed the roof of our school and kicked rocks down the vent.
But what if you trained yourself to separate your mind from the collective consciousness. What if you tried to unlearn some of those barriers holding you back? What if you spoke complete sentences? What are the possibilities? Think about it. Separately.