The Wire-frame

 

I have a theory. Something that is untested, yet it's there.

Human existence is built on a wireframe, a set of rules and regulations that mold and form us. Each person has their own frame and mold obviously, but the point is, there is one. Eye colour. Hair colour. Skin tone. Teeth. Hands and Feet. They are all predefined characteristics.

Is there really a thin person in me screaming to get out? Or is there really just a fat person inside me happy for who he is? Happy to be alive. We hate ourselves. Change ourselves daily. Whether it is physically or mentally. I don't like the colour of my hair, so I change it. I don't like the way I smile, so I stop altogether. As much as I want to change, or try and change, I cannot get away from my wire-frame. My base programming that has dictated these element of myself.

Should I not just accept who I am? With hair the colour of a scrotum, and eyes that love to look at each other. Must I fight to become this perfect model of a human being, when in actually fact, we are all the perfect models of human beings? We are each unique to our wire-frame. Would life not be a much easier life to live if we all accepted this fact and loved ourselves?

We cannot borrow someone else's wire-frame, or permanently change it. Many have tried. Many failed facelifts and body lifts later, personal trainers, diets and pills. So many have tried to permanently alter their frame and never got it right. Nature takes over, and fights it's own fight. Ladies and gentleman of the world at large. Let's look in the mirror, see our frames, look at it carefully. Touch it and feel it all over. learn to recognize the imperfection for it's utter perfection, and recognize that you are the only person who has our frame.

Yours in extreme love!

Ray