Sep 25, 2008 01:08
shit:
what's a guy supposed to do with shit?
GET THE FUCK RID OF IT!
Lately i have observed, and furthermore i have made a point of noticing that NOBODY WANTS ANYONE TO KNOW THAT THEY HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH SHIT.
Shit is a vile and putrid substance that respectable people would call the stuff of myth. They would claim never to have seen, heard, smelled, felt, or god forbid, to have tasted SHIT, ever, in their entire lives.
THe fact that shitting is as common and as natural as eating or sleeping or breathing seems to have been blanked from our social consciousness.
WE ALL SHIT. To varying degrees of frequency and smelliness, but nonetheless, if anyone were to "catch wind" of the fact that one does, in fact, shit, would the repercussions not assuredly be akin to outright shunning? would the torment not be endless?
it is my belief that actual shit and shit of the metaphysical/psychological realm have a real relationship, and that to "have shit" has become a tag that cannot be lived down socially. The reasoning behind it baffles me, but the reality is obvious. Don't lose your shit. Repress it, don't let anyone know you have shit, and you'll be okay.
Having locking doors on bathrooms and air fresheners aplenty available at all times has given us the luxury of keeping our shit private. sort of. We obsess over shit. In public, shitting could possibly be the worst thing one might ever have to endure. Even the healthiest and cleanest of shits could, at the wrong time, prove embarrassing, painful, least of all uncomfortable WHETHER OR NOT IT IS NOTICED BY ANYONE. I have personally witnessed more than one person at a given time forgo the right/privilege/opportunity to shit for prolonged periods of time not for lack of available facilities, but to maintain the impossible illusion that shit is not a part of their life.
it is with this in mind that i will give shit an emotional face. Shit can also be used to describe emotional trauma, difficulties dealing with life, baggage, PROBLEMS.
IF you consider it in this way, "emotions" can be switched interchangeably with the word shit in all of the previous statements.
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i plan to elaborate on this further, but the point of all this is that sometimes, you have to shit so bad that you can't hold it in. sometimes you get food poisoning, sometimes, you just didn't have time to shit before you left the house. but eventually you find yourself taking a big stinky shit in someone's house at exactly the wrong time and it may haunt you forever, but it's not the end of the world. shit happens. Fuck anyone who doesn't like the smell of your shit.