Normal ain’t natural no more

Mom kept Audrey Hepburn’s quote about beautiful lips taped to the inside of the spice cabinet. As a child, I considered how these actions are like spices we sprinkle through life and how they benefit others while simultaneously returning goodness to ourselves. Presto! The paradoxical nature of giving that gives you a sense of receiving. I had no conception of karma at the time, but Mom was a living example of karma yoga even while suffering the natural dis ease of this world.  She paved a path for me to be the best me. The me that doesn’t need perfume or pampering.  The naturally i’mperfect being of my ahamkara.

But this post isn’t about Mom or Karma yoga, I think.  It’s about the mysterious disappearance of nature and natural beauty in the modern world.

Normal, in the emerg(ed)ing distorted world, is Botox and tummy tucks, but lift pants and dyeing hair, tattooed cartoons inked on arms and men with manicures.  Who cares, really?  But I do..and I don’t.  I mean, I don’t do any of these things. And I do care that many modern people, with all their ways and means, are bamboozled into wasting their money resources on BS like a logo on their t-shirt, the newest cool blue hair, and eyelashes that just don’t make sense. Why hide your unique beauty under the latest contour shading rage. Do what makes you happy, but please don’t forget the wild nature of biological foundations, the outdoors, dirty, grimy, and wind blown freedom. The ashy mastery of the fire keepers.  The greasy lube of the machine fixers.  The dusty eyelashes of the brick makers.  The glistening full body summer shower massaged with sweet sweat.

Is it the the takers that don’t recognize their inherent inner beauty?  Want brown hair to be blond, blue eyes to be like cats or ghouls, fangs for teeth, and ears like elves?  Ass like you’re not a white girl?  That shit just ain’t right.  Your being your ordinary ass self IS your super power. Your natural blemishes are your Marilyn Monroe face piercings waiting to be appreciated for what they are, beauty marks.

The natural world is a master of artistry. The human eyes have unlearned how to stand in awe of what’s simple, not necessarily pure, and undomesticated. People have been self relegated to imitate the influencers rather than regulate their own knowing of what’s right and true for themselves through and through. You knew. When first you fell into the scam that what the Joneses had was something you need. Nah, that was just the seed of self doubt starting to sprout. Someone prolly tried steppin in and tried to fortify your within, but the pressure to be accepted and connected was all dissected by the noise. The chatter that can shatter when constructed reality has you so split from what matters.

Stay natural baby! The world needs more earth mama and papa activation. Our hormonal balance is taking too much medication. Just fucking sit there in meditation and feel the activation…maybe after some aggravation…of primal savage loving plain and simple. The world is too full of anxiety and depression and sense of rejection. This might possibly be because we’re too caught up in keeping up with what has never been natural. I mean, some glamorizing of the body is fun, but not at the expense of loving ourselves and our people for exactly the way they are without havin’a try’n keep up with some big lipped, waxed kiddie coochie, plastic ass, what the fick is that anyway. If a person needs to pay huge money to alter their body to feel good about themselves, they might consider giving their money to people that’s barely getting by and sit their ass down to think about what really matters to them.

I know…”It’s just not that easy” some will say. They’ll speak of the involved divergence, the sorrow, and discomfort they’ve built a love affair with. The complexes and defenses have taken years to construct and integrate. The group and cultural samskaras have developed over lifetimes. or maybe just in an overnight internet sensation?

It’s actually easier to be exactly who you are and have come here to become…if you spend time on it. The natural world needs pioneers. We need to bring back ancient wisdom that’s been covered in electrical static of an artificial and abnormal reality. We need humans who can be unashamedly who they were meant to become. It’s not easy, but valuable beyond measure. Grab education for yourself, my friends. Follow that thing inside you that tells you what’s right for you. Give thanks and praises to whatever it is that lights you up. Hold it dear and protect it with every breath. You are a divine being meant for this place in this time surrounded by exactly all these crazy beings with whom you find yourself. Exactly the unadulterated way you are. We love you!

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