April 6, 2011 Metamorphoses, and yea, a bit of Ovid too.
It’s one of those midnight ruminations again because I can’t get started proper even though my brain activity is usually at its highest at this hour and beyond but also the most complacent… Are multiple conjunctions even legal? My supervisor says bad grammar is annoying.
Anyway I was looking at a couple of pictures off my usual haunts, and it’s oddly mesmerizing how I could never imagine myself actually being surrounded by post-coital ashes, having grimy hands (paint-stained, glitter-covered for whatever old-rave/new-age, artistic reasons), poorly maintained knees (cp. one of the average Tumblr posts – Why? I don’t know), or being photogenically reduced against dubious-looking wallpaper. The whole grunge, hipster-whore (not a derivative of hippie) movement is too unreal and mildly unhygienic. But I did notice that the long hair helped to cover most of the faces, which is universally good advice that I intend to manifest in due time. Even if these images represent a fetishized cult of the Social, I don’t understand how these could pass off as anything but mainstream. There’s really nothing characteristic about poetic/imaginative filth or intentionally unkempt conditions but there is some sort of perpetuating obsession about it. It’s not that I’m one of those harmony-preaching harpies or better still, a germaphobe but if you’re telling me that people (who profess to be part of the scene) can or will live like that, yousa lyin’ sonofagun. It’s like the myth behind pornography where everything is exceptionally clean, sound and timed right; the grass doesn’t give you hives and even the bonnet of the car isn’t that hot after all, and copious amounts of semen is actually good for the eyes…
My table might be in a permanent mess and so is my hair on most days but still I appreciate good shelving habits and clean fingernails. I might repeat socks and sweat-free t-shirts on the off chance —
Well I suppose I am dirty, but not that dirty dirty.
Tags: Do it like a Dude, Haha Just Kidding, I can't hear you over the sound of my disbelief and your denial, I'm not convinced, Physically a Virgin Mentally a Whore
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