"Philosophy Vulture"

So meet this guy... I think i like him... We kick it off... and something goes wrong. Same ole same ole.

Now my mind is running at a million miles an hour thinking "Am i too over zealous when i get involved and drugged by new philosophies?". Last night my girlfriend told me a Rasta called her a culture vulture mainly because she happens to be white. (it's interesting how some Rasta men are quick to attack the baldheads, but find themselves laying up with one) That term got me to thinking, am i the same way when it comes to philosophy?

So this guy that i met, and liked, and kicked it off with that went wrong, got me thinking about how i approach life. My white culture vulture girlfriend said it must be my Pisces rising. I suck everything in that i find interesting. I become it until i have dried it out of my system. I told another friend that i get the sense that this guy that i met, and liked and kicked it off with that went sour looks at me in a light that is quite dim. I asked my best guy friend if i come across like a fraud. I know i don't need confirmation from someone else to tell me that i am not... but you never know what the perspective looks like from beyond your visual scope. I know who i am what my goals and loves are... but... you never know... and i know i should not care what others think. But we are human.

Had some herbal sessions with this guy.. It's been a minute since i last did that... Got inspired to do a couple of things when my mind was open... so i guess i got something out of it.

Aaza