The Mystique of Surfing Girls

The Unedited Uncensored Video of My Mind…

Growing up in Paradise is perhaps not what it seems to be…on the surface of life we surf and eventually crash but what gets us back on the surfboard of life?

All subcultures have commonalities of “sameness”…the inner philosophy or metanarrative provides a core we cling to. These can be a joint feeling of repression, conquest of the vanquished, a seeking of uniqueness in a sub-community of similarity, exhilaration in companionable experience and an array of other concepts.

Immediately our eyes search others for commonality. How do they dress, what of their appearance, what signals are sent as we lay eyes upon one another? We seek to be unique but also to fit in with others, this is perhaps most strongly felt with the young who are still vulnerable to insufficient life experiences and daunted by not fitting in. Yet many even in their latter years are susceptible to this “peer pressure”.

Every subculture and individual has a mystique to the outsider. The tension of whether that mystique mystifies to rejection or develops to magic and charms to joining the mini-community can be terse to sublime.

Is there a mystique of surfing girls? This video impresses me in that it is not all saucy and sexy. There is magic in the voices and enchantment in the motions, the seduction of the story appears not in bikinis but the authenticity of lives lived.  I am often stuck with how we broken humans can struggle even while bestowed with seeming Paradise.

When we observe our reflection in the water it is among the pounding surf, if the heart is as fragile as a shell we end up as beach, but if we persist in exuberant life we view life from the crest of waves that can crush…

What is your mystique?

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