Thoughts on Mediocrity

The quirkiness of being mediocre in a society plagued with the obsession of perfection is unknowingly the disease keeping the mediocre from taking over. The mediocre person believes they are not special and therefore have no need to strive for greatness thus trapping themselves in a world of sameness. Samenecity – a new word created for the overall feeling one gets when one is mediocre. I am a Samenecean, or one believing they are the same as all others. What makes me different? Nothing. What makes me the same? Everything. Can you see my eyes? Can you hear my voice. Do I have to hands, two legs, two ears? Yes. Well, you do too! You and I are the same though I am you born of a different bloodline. It’s not so complicated to contemplate that we are the same is it? Perhaps I am weird and in realizing this try to compare myself to others in hopes of becoming one with them. A blending of persons making one giant tapestry woven from our sameness. Uniformity, conformity, insanity. WHAT am I doing? Why would I want to be the same as a lunatic, a murderer, a suicidal maniac? Or how am I any different. I’ve thought crazy thoughts, I just didn’t act upon them. Is my normality resting on one decision, and theirs condemned by the opposite decision? Yes, yes it is. I can see that now. They have condemned themselves for breaking a mold of what society deems acceptable. Speaking of mold – this is the cheesiest thing I’ve ever written! HA