...slabs of meat...

Apr 17, 2005 00:38

Its funny, once I take the time to start paying attention, how ingrained certain aspects of my character are.

For instance, I am a pig. Until just recently, I had no idea how much of a pig I am.
Let me explain...
Let me attempt to explain...

I need a clear mind. To obtain such a thing I am trying to rid my self of sexual dependency. I'm such an addict that I coin it a 'need.'
I need...
I don't need...
...Shouldn't need...

I'm working on it.

Something I have started doing is to take note of my reactions to people around me in hopes to some day stop viewing them as slabs of meat set out on display in a butcher shop. I size people up. Poke at them.
Judge them...Stamp them...
Shrink wrap and display.

When you really watch yourself you can see how deeply set it all is...Instant reaction.
Reflex.
Programing.
Short cut.

I'm convinced that I can do better than to drool over humanity.
Those vaginas and dicks are attached to people.
They are people.
They are all just people.
See the people.

I've run out of steam on this one.
I'm spent.
-Guppy
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