In the society that I have been raised, things and also even us people have to ‘sell’ in order to have any professed value on the market that is our lives, and in order for products to sell well they most importantly have to look good…
I never cease to be stunned by how obsessed we all are with appearances. It is as if we close the doors to our own houses and pretend that what the neighbors see from theirs is all there is to us; but I know that most of us know and feel that there is more to us than the image that we try to portray and the little of it that others manage to perceive.
True happiness does not grow from beautiful images but true happiness does grow from a beautiful reality. And isn’t that all we actually need to realize: that reality is beautiful and that we don’t need to change it in order to create an illusion of beauty. Beauty is and needs not to be created, shaved, slimmed down, pumped up or edited in Photoshop. Our western minds have been intruded by ideals and illusions of perfection resting on facades and concealments for far too long.
Look at a tree and you will see that the perfection does not simply rely on the fact that the leaves are a certain shade of green; a tree is perfect by the sheer fact that is exists, that it has grown and that it stands proud through the seasons just as it is. Why should our bodies be looked at any differently? We were born to develop into the physical bodies that we have all been blessed to have so what is the point of always retouching everything that is intrinsically beautiful just because our minds are too clouded by norms and culturally transmitted values to see this blessing? Are we really that afraid of simply being, unedited, just as we are…?
Yes today I have let my frustration slip through my fingers right down to the keyboard so that it can trickle out to anyone that is even beginning to be sickened by this human desire to twist and turn what is raw and unique only to make it dull and conventional and bend and break what is honest and whole.
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder but if we rely on that, I am afraid that there is little beauty left in the world because there are just too few beholders that are inclined to acknowledge the beauty that I am talking about. I suggest we take a little break from making our self into an attractive brand only to fit in and sell in a market that only pays in lies- because no, it will not make us happy. I suggest that we, for once, take off our distorted capitalist glasses and take a moment to genuinely see, from a place within our self, the beautiful place within us all.