Thursday, August 28, 2008

WHAT makes you feel REBELLIOUS?

This is my blog, right?

And in my blog I can be whatever I want to be, and I can say and do whatever I want to say and do, even if in real life I would never ever do what I say here I’d do. Right? Well then....

1: I refuse to work, or write, or talk or pay the bills... (I can almost hear Huck's pap here: “Who told you, you might meddle with such hifalut'n foolishness, hey?”) But that’s OK. I still refuse! Especially the “having to go to work part of my dream”... I refuse to be sequestered at the office all day until I retire or die! I refuse! I refuse! I refuse!

2: I refuse to wear a bra: bras are a pain—a physical pain! Yes, I'll burn every one of my bras as a sign of liberation and in the interests of wellbeing. I hate bras digging into the flesh, leaving deep marks in my ribcage, I hate the discomfort they bring on my shoulders, and on my back, the pinching, the wire stabbing... no, Victoria! I got the right size... but you can keep your secret along with all the uncomfortable “underwire, hold-it-all-still s...!” Contain, restrain, and pain equals wearing a bra! Believe me, not having anything cutting into your shoulders and mid-section is really wonderful. And it's nice to know we are reducing our risks of breast cancer by doing what feels good.

3. Come to think about it now, I also refuse to wear clothes... and shoes! No shoes hampering my toes or cramping my legs. I’ve come to the conclusion that the older one gets the more bothersome clothes become.... there is always something pinching here, something nagging there, something suffocating you... taking my shoes and clothes off at the end of a busy day is similar to the feeling when you have eaten your belly full at a restaurant, and you loosen your belt.. Ahhh, how wonderful it feels! No wonder Adam and Eve became such unhappy people after God had to dress them...

4. I refuse to ware makeup. Do you wear makeup? Have you ever dared leave the house without wearing makeup? Not me! I’m scared of my "no-make-up-face”. Wearing make-up or not, is a matter of looking at yourself in the mirror and not knowing whether you're Dr. Jeckyll or Mr. Hide... but I feel rebellious today, so I'm still refusing to wear makeup! There are few other things I refuse to do, but I refuse to say it here... so that’s it for now! Guess what I’d be today and the rest of this week... Fairy or witch? ummm, I'll just be who I am! Listen! The wind is rising and the air is wild with leave... the garden is calling me... must go out to it!

Art by: Madame Aradia - the garden witch