Shovel Judgement to the Grave

It baffles my mind when we make a one-tracked assumption about a person based upon their social media accounts.

Do y’all understand that we are multi-dimensional beings!? Serious question. If you do not know what I mean, please look that shit up…

These social media accounts have turned us into robots. Hi, I am Bri. I am a genius and I like cheese. BUT, I am not going to publicly announce my deepest darkest secrets. You know… the ones that make me who I am. Why would I do that? I am not going to put “I enjoy picking my nose and eating my boogers” in my Instagrm bio. No one would talk to me! If I did, do you think anyone would dig deep enough to understand that is a habit I face when I am checked out of reality?

Nope. Probably not.

Let me give you my personal idea of multi-dimensional-ness. You look at my Instagram and see I have a book published, you see I model, you see that I make videos and write blog posts, you see that I am a fucking goof ball, you see that my posts are “unorganized” and what do you think?

One part of the spectrum thinks I am fucking nuts and have no idea who I am (judgment). Another part is intrigued and find me to be mysterious and unpredictable (curiosity). A third part could care less what I am doing (lacking interest). A fourth can FEEL the pain and love I am shifting through. They can see the child in me that was told to sit down and shut up. They can hear my thoughts and they support my ideas (aware and empathic).

What category do you fall under?

For those of you that choose to judge, have you ever stopped to ask me a meaningful question? Have you ever stopped to consider the root of the belief in your head? Have you ever noticed that you are relying on your programs to format your life?

We all have these stupid profiles that are supposed to project who we are. Guess what, mine tells you the fucking TRUTH. I am crazy. I am energetic. I have many personalities. I feel pure excitement, joy, love, disappointment, and confusion.

Some of y’all are mad that I show you the true me. You want me to conform to the boxes some big headed mother fucker created for us. FUCK THAT.

I create my own world.

Know this: I appreciate all of you that do not understand me. Your questions in my head are what fuel my drive. Thank you. Please continue…

xoxox, more than meets the eye

Quality or Judgment

Quality – the standard of something as measured against other things of a similar kind; the degree of excellence of something
Judgment – an opinion or conclusion

They put this on us. This idea of evolution. A new way to judge the old. A new ranking. Now, we call it “advancement.” When what they advanced in is mind control…

Does it seem impossible to keep up with your ‘evolving’ art? Can you remember when Art came from the heArt?

Your camera loses it value…does that mean your favorite photos do as well? That would only make sense. The same sense we put on old movies. The sense we put on video’s less than 4k. We have advanced… that music video that once got you through the roughest times in your life; now looks like shit in comparison.

Comparison – the quality of being similar or equivalent

What is the similarities between the New and Old? Could it be the meaning? Could it be the blood, sweat and tears from the artists? Could it be the obstacles they faced?

A message does not lose or gain value based upon the way it is presented…

xoxox, exercise your beliefs