The Skinny

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I'm in the process. I'd like to expand on that, but it's in the process. I go about my business under the guidance of gut-feelings and universal street signs. I see myself as a very quiet person. Not because I have little to say, only that my abundant thoughts know not where to start. As a child I fantasized about looking through a telescope to give me truth about the world. It amuses me now that what I am doing is looking down a microscope in an effort to reevaluate my holistic position. I am a loner, a drifter, a dreamer.

Monday, November 29, 2010

The vortex into the universe



If I was ever separated from someone at birth from some other being, it might be this girl. So she might be white and whose to say we're even the same age, but seriously, we might have known each other on some other astral plane. She brings up some very good points about vaginae (however I disagree with her stance on pornography). A good start for the vagina who, what, when, where, and how profile.

I love my vag, my box, my clam, my kitty, my pussy, my snatch, my slit, my muff, my twat, my beaver, my cunny. My womanhood! It's a power-box of hormone producing, life giving, pleasure inducing, energy. We should all get excited about them, think about them, talk about them, and respect them. If there's not a Vagina awareness day, let's make it everyday, now. (even you gay men, appreciate it!)

My vagina is my temple, worship it (and in it, meooow!). And if the vagina is not your religion, you should still respect it when you pass by. In the course of history, woman have gotten the dirty end of the stick when it comes to gender rights. Witch burnings, foot binding, honor killings, genital mutilation, sex trade, etc. those may be the extreme, but that does not dilute the disrespect in daily life. So it's not so bad here, but I won't be the one excusing wolf whistles and grabby hand syndrome.

It's tough on a girls mentality when she's raised as second rate. When a boy child is held higher then an infant girl, it's sad because what happens is this build up of pressure creates walls around people. When women are trapped into thinking their fate is to be caught in the domestic Bermuda Triangle of kitchen, bedroom, nursery. That's no way to live if we are to self-actualize and that should be the goal of both chicks and dicks.

The world moves forward when we all move forward. You can't get that far if one leg is chained to a fix point in your jail cell, now can you? Our mentality is that jail cell and the length of that ball and chain is something we can determine. Free yourself and spread the word, others can free themselves too! Cure cancer? Sure, why not? Colonize the moons around Jupiter? Let's do it. We can do impossible things if we just stop holding each other down. We'd free up a lot more working hands if we did that.

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