sing-songs

this is the song that never ends...yes it goes on and on my friends...some people started singing it, not knowing what it was, but they'll just keep on singing it forever just because this is the song that never ends...

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Bodies

life is a series of "backspaces" and "inserts"

they didn't know the earth was round. i think we're in the same position...ignorant about the lives we lead, not realizing they'll come full-circle.

a rose petal fell off, dead and stiff. its texture was different, hard and brittle. it was darker, maroonish rather than red. wrinkled and no longer smooth. if i hadn't told u i was talking about a rose petal, would my descripters have lead u to believe that i was talking about something completely different? probably...i doubt "rose petal" would be the first thing to come to mind. as corpses we lose our humanity...life is the "essence" and we are robbed of it...or relinquish it, either ways, it's gone.

so what will i be?

our identities are more priceless to us that anything else in the world; we spend our entire lives piecing together who we are...but the minute the heart stops beating, all of that is gone.

there's an exhibit near my place...the "Bodies"...it houses several corpses, preserved and intact, and people see u literally stripped to the bone. they literally see what's underneath the skin. people's hearts are on display. their privates cut up and opened. the dead baby room lives up to it's name...fetuses lined up, children that never made it past week 9...week 24....birth. bodies displayed as a work of art. the nervous system, slices of the brain, lungs, kidneys and other organs...all with a little blurb about what role they perform in the human body. i feel like it's an oxymoron to even call it a "human" body...the whole experience is inhumane. interesting, fascinating, yes...but inhumane.

it makes u wake up and smell the pungent stink of your daily routine, your "goals for today", your failures and your meaningless dreams.

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