Meditation for October 25th, 2016
The Art of the Peacock
The peafowl is a bird with the most beautiful plumage of feathers of the most striking and vibrant colors. The peacock, when mating or threatened, will fan those feathers in a wide arch to share the tremendous beauty. This display is only done by the male.
The male in most other animal species is gifted with the more fetching colors and eccentric furs, feathers, beaks, and even assholes. The female is the more drab and boring gender.
In our culture the man is the one that wears the drab clothing and tries desperately to be boring. The female human dons the bright colors and the eccentric jewelry and hair styles while the man wears flip flops and cargo shorts.
Even in the past, man would wear the craziest outfits across the different cultures. They would wear silly things to appease gods, they would wear wigs and makeup to be taken seriously in the halls of government, and would wear masks and costumes to attract mates.
Men must become the dandy or the society we know will finally crumble and become bland and plain. Men have become, to borrow a term from the halls of memes, basic bitches.
What better way to put attract mates then to wear make up, gaudy outfits, and wigs? What better way to steer away threats then a bright colorful cape that extends in an arch all around you? Nothing. You are saying you are no better than a slug when you pull your hat backwards and rolling up your sleeves everything you are challenged or see a potential lover.
As society grows in the modern age, the more it forgets it’s cultural roots. Our fashion becomes bland, there are less and less instruments in our music, and just hitting like to each other on a computer app is all that is needed to have sex.
Men. Dress up. Wear colors. Put on some rouge to bring out some color in your cheeks and match your pocket square with your ascot for fuck’s sake. If someone says you look gay, doft your hat to them. If someone is mean about your flamboyant style, slap them across the cheek with your silk lace gloves and challenge them to a duel.
Knives or pistols?
A real peackock prefers a duel of words.