It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
“Fringe Dwellers are people who don’t fit the norm. I say they are not hippy revolutionaries living rough, or social weirdos; the ones I speak of are ordinary people, you can’t tell them apart from others. It’s their minds that are different. They don’t relate to the rules and regulations of the status quo, the rhythms of a tick-tock life leaves them uninspired and listless.” ~ Stuart Wilde
Not everyone fits neatly into the folds of society.
There are some whose souls are far too wild and free to be contained within a set of systems and structures specifically created for the masses.
It’s not that these people consciously choose to exist outside the norm—they just cannot shrink themselves to be someone or something that other people want them to be.
These people are known as Fringe Dwellers, dwelling on the fringes of society. Fringe Dwellers are aligned to the energy of the universe, and their pulses beat in time with Mother Earth.
One of the clearest signs that someone is a Fringe Dweller is an indefinable feeling of not belonging. Many feel as though they have been born on the wrong planet or they have a strong sensation of homesickness, but they aren’t sure where that home exists. They adventure from place to place seeking out soul resonation with others who seem similar to them, and more than that, they hope to find a few sacred spaces that radiate a welcoming, familiar sensation.
Fringe dwellers don’t make decisions with their head; they move through life fearlessly following the energy of their heart. Fringe Dwellers don’t have a specific look or style to them, as they don’t follow any codes of conduct.
They rarely wear watches or keep track of time unless it is absolutely necessary. They have an inherent ability of knowing approximately what time it is by tuning into universal energy.
Although Fringe Dwellers appear detached from society, they are innately connected to everything that exists. They feel no separation between them and any other living creature.
Fringe Dwellers feel energetically connected to everything. However, they are highly aware that they live vastly different to how the majority of people live. They have often felt as though they are weird, strange or the odd one out whenever they are around large groups of people—and even in the company of family and friends. However, they are not any of these things; their lifestyle is just simply more rare than the lifestyle of many of the people they have so far met.
Fringe Dwellers have little interest in or attachments to materialism. By choice, they would exist in a world wherein money did not exist and instead kindness and connection was the currency and everything was shared and equal.
They are free thinkers who are associated with unorthodox or anti-establishment social and political views, which are expressed through creativity, free love, acceptance, unity, or choosing to live communally in poverty. They have little care for money other than as a basic means of survival.
Fringe Dwellers regularly question and challenge the system and the status quo, as their heightened perception offers us an alternative way of thinking and seeing things. They are generally not disciplined and find it difficult to follow unwritten rules and regulations. They are revolutionaries and if something goes against their strong personal beliefs, they may be inclined to rebel. They generally have no interest in hierarchies or bowing down to others who are seen by society to be of a higher standing. They abandon negative judgment and see everyone as equal.
Many Fringe Dwellers are artists who struggle to survive, as they do not feel comfortable placing a financial value on their time and talents. They often get lost in their artwork, as it is an escape from the reality around them that feels immensely harsh and uncomfortable. They strive to leave the world a better place than they found it, even if the only way they can do this is through their art.
“The biographies of great artists make it abundantly clear that the creative urge is often so imperious that it battens onto their humanity and yokes everything to the service of the work, even at the cost of ordinary health and human happiness.” ~ Carl Jung
Fringe Dwellers believe that everything is energy and they trust the vibes they feel around them, so they make decisions about their circumstances purely on how the incoming energy feels.
“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ~ Nikola Tesla
Fringe Dwellers are not inside or outside of the box, as the saying goes. They don’t even see a box, so they are able to perceive things from numerous angles. They are empathetic, compassionate and usually highly intuitive so they have a depth of understanding for humankind and this means they naturally love unconditionally and forgive any grievances with ease.
Due to being so attuned to the universe’s energy, Fringe Dwellers are greatly affected by cosmic activity. This means that moon phases, the sun, solar storms, planetary movements and the weather all dramatically impact their electromagnetic field, so they have developed a great interest in understanding celestial events.
Fringe Dwellers are constantly learning. Wherever they go, they look for an opportunity to absorb knowledge and information, and many take a book with them just in case they get a few moments to educate themselves. They are less likely to read fiction and far more likely to read factual data, particularly if it is about evolution, consciousness, mindfulness, awakening, enlightenment or if it is beneficial to humanity in some way.
Although Fringe Dwellers actively seek out education, it is common for them to have fallen through the holes in the education system, and many have a strong dislike for the rigid structure of schools. This is usually because they felt that the subjects were limiting with little or no relevance to anything they intended to do or experience as adults.
Fringe Dwellers are guided by synchronicities and serendipities, and they pay attention to the magic hidden in the signs the universe delivers.
Fringe Dwellers are the free spirits, the adventurers, the game changers, the artists, the writers, the singers, the creators, the charismatic old souls, the curious beings, the philosophers, the truth seekers, the daydreamers, the unconventional ones, the peacekeepers, the mystical and magical ones, the warriors, the feisty creatures with tender hearts, wild imaginations, and tough, unbreakable spirits.
They are the quirky types who live outside society’s safely sealed box. Their lifestyles may seem unconventional or unorthodox, but it feels to them the most soul nourishing, natural way to live.
“They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’”
~ Jack Kerouac
Author: Alex Myles
There is an arid Pleasure—
As different from Joy—
As Frost is different from Dew—
Like element—are they—
Yet one—rejoices Flowers—
And one—the Flowers abhor—
The finest Honey—curdled—
Is worthless—to the Bee—
Rather arid delight
If Contentment accrue
Make an abstemious Ecstasy
Not so good as joy—
But Rapture’s Expense
Must not be incurred
With a tomorrow knocking
And the Rent unpaid—
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
Clearly a very good match 😀
During one of my adventurous walks I came across this dilapidated shack at the edge of the forest in the middle of a swamp far from any sign of life. It stood a little bit crooked and had broken windows. I always have been attracted to these kind of places. I know it might sound strange but I feel they breathe life, they house untold stories and keep secrets waiting to be discovered… Their pull is so strong it is impossible to ignore so I went in.
Inside I saw sign of occupation. There was some old furniture. A broken table, an old gutted sofa and a chair with a missing leg stood in the middle of the room. I found couple of blankets on the floor, dirty but usable. A pile of garbage stood in one corner, mostly food containers, wrappers, empty bottles of water and some broken glasses. There was a plastic bag full of folded papers tied up together. To me, they looked like letters. I was right away intrigued.
If I have more time I will stay a bit longer and scrutinize the contents of the bag, probably read the letters. But as it was, I was running late (like always) and I wanted to reach my car before the sun go down on me. So, against my will I moved on. But I promised to myself I’ll be back when the weather is more cooperative, probably in the spring…
“Ah, life’s little surprises! They can make any day unforgettable… or make it your last.” ~ T.A. Barron
We are shallow because we have become enslaved by gross materialism, the glitter of gold and its equivalents, for which reason we think that only the material goods of this earth can satisfy us and we must therefore grab as much as can while we are able.
-F. Sionil Jose
Most days it feels as if the world is whirling around me and I am standing still. In slow motion, I watch the colors blur; people and faces all become a massive wash.
If someone would ask me what kind of superpower I would like to possessed I would say the ability to speak and understand all the existing languages past and present local dialects included. Imagine all the people I could help with the simple yet potent power of communication. I want to talk, hear, understand discover the world the way it really is through languages. Most of the times the real meaning and feeling of the words, the emotion are lost in translation. That’s why I rarely read books which are translated in another language, I know that the expressions, the dialects, the intonations, the sarcasm, the inside jokes and the characters of the characters are changed, contaminated, tampered with when they converted the works in another tongue. I want to understand people beyond their skin colors, religion, ethnicity, nationality, race and education. I want to hear their inner voices, their true selves, their beliefs their dreams, motivations, fears and wisdom. I want them to understand me and what I stand for. I want to share knowledge, hopes and aspirations. I want to be part of other cultures and traditions. I can only experience the real soul of the place when I speak their language, when I’m one of them.
What are the odds of me while walking one afternoon encountering a wild rabbit and the furry animal instead of darting away waited and posed for me instead?
Don’t quit. Never give up trying to build the world you can see, even if others can’t see it. Listen to your drum and your drum only. It’s the one that makes the sweetest sound.
With expectation comes disillusions and disappointments that’s why so many relationships failed because of unrealistic assumptions and wrong presumptions, high hopes and strong beliefs in fairy tales outcome. Expectation is the mother of all frustration. If you go through life without expecting anything everything good that will happen will be a pleasant surprise and an unexpected bonus. I’ve read somewhere that a wonderful gift may not be wrapped as you expect and that’s the beauty of life you never know what’s around the corner so cherish the moment and don’t expect something.
I’m just dying to say, ‘Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?’ or ‘Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?’ But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.
– Paul Gilmartin
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