handbook for revolutionaries part 1
need to dream makes it easy to provide a package to fulfill life. Your
prefabricated beauty. Your tan, blank skin, Your slim white torsos. Your
plastic smiles. Just the perfect fantasy, cling on to the illusion of industry
dream. Your body, your beauty will fade. Fit the piece, adjust the smiles.
You will try to fit in for the perfect life. Sell me a pre-packaged body
conception. Sell me a dream of love everlasting. Sell me the perfection
of satisfaction. Give me beauty or give me death. Give me a body forever
young. Give me fulfillment of fitness. Give me the Answers to my search.
Grant me the wish of my branded erection.
again we will discuss our sexual roles.
again we are going to figure out who is setting up the ideals.
again shall we talk about use, abuse and oppression.
pretty little girl in pink and the neighbour slut in black.
early we set up the standards for how we are supposed to look and what
it means to us. How we use our sexuality to be part, to be accepted.
guys macho club of insecurity and stupidity. To make an object of the opposite
sex. TV, commercials and movies.
off communication and feelings, the outside is what counts.
we worry about our looks and our pretty facade, we get laughed at by the
fashion industry making millions and millions out of our vein and insecurity.
when it's time to change we follow along in silence, afraid to be left
behind, left naked and out of touch. "I want to fit in".
we're being oppressed to personify ourselves with awkward bodies.
to act based on how we look.
our bodies and outsides divide us and how we judge solely on external features.
Beauty should be about us, no matter what, no matter how and no matter...
also remember, sometimes good guys don't wear white.
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