Fleshy Tissue
Lips. Lips, lips, lips. What did I mean by selecting this particular collage of lips as my background? Am I expressing a latent sexual desire? Was I inspired by the artistry of the image? Did I want to make a statement to other people about who I am? All of those reasons, I guess. It seems like every time I look at the lips, I see a new picture. Was the one with the lip ring there last week? Did the sugar plum lips move? Was that alluring shadow under the pink lips always there? So I check the original link and confirm that no, nothing's changed. It's all the same. Maybe the background is a metaphor of life. A seemingly endless continuum. One could easily focus on one thing and see that as the only thing, just waiting for it to repeat, ignoring the beauty of everything else. Or, one could suddenly notice something that was there all along, finding novelty in the familiar. In the end, though, nothing truly changes, just one's perception... And maybe that's enough.