Wrinkle

wrinkle

Lurking like thieves

Ready to ambush the best of every occasion

Stealing youth

Their very name carries ill repute

The world determined to straighten them out………. (What ever that means)

 

They enter unwelcome

Objectively etching themselves upon us

Making us who we are

Telling us where we’ve been

They ‘ruin’ our clothes

Our place

Our growth

 

 

Perfectionism

(The impossible notion)

The Deceiver

The vehicle that carries unhappiness, despair, defeat.

Wrinkles are the scapegoat for perfectionism

Perfectionism cries like Chicken Little

And the boy who cried wolf

An exaggerated enemy

A propagated slander of all that is natural

 

Wrinkles act as diaries of our youth

As evidence of living

A voice of truth

 

Lets welcome them as honoured guests

For to fight them is to be defeated

 

 

Aging is inevitable. This is more of a pondering about the appearance of age and the futility of avoiding it/running from it. It is an observation about our rejection of it in society. We are so fiercely determined to literally cut it out of our lives. I am always suspicious of trends and frankly of anything that has become popular. I may be a rebel without a clue sometimes, but I have an inert distrust of these things. I am by nature a fringe dweller. I like to be slightly on the outside and feel somewhat uncomfortable being on the in. Occasionally dipping my toe into society, only to feel repelled and repulsed by the sameness and the strange standards that are expected, the clothing, the money, the empty conversation etc. (you will see me explore these themes regularly).

I am not against beauty.

What I am against is the spirit by which we all chase those beauty standards. It is deeply important to me, that we are not chasing these things to be externally accepted by others, but rather that it is purely a source of joy and happiness for ourselves.

Let me encourage you to love and appreciate yourselves fully, but also go and get any beauty/cosmetic adjustments for yourselves that makes you happy to your hearts content, because your body is yours to do with as you wish, but check in on yourself beforehand and ensure that it’s about your happiness, not the happiness of society, a person/partner etc. because, no one has a right to control our bodies, but ourselves, and you are always acceptable exactly as you are, with or without cosmetic adjustments.

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