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Showing posts with label Nudity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nudity. Show all posts

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Reflections on Nudity

This note was triggered by three thoughts; I wanted to look up the difference between nude and naked, I was thinking of the origin of inhibitions, and I wish there would be a nude beach in Egypt.

Wikipedia answered my first question saying that "a "nude" person is unclad by choice and is generally shameless; a "naked" person is involuntarily caught undressed and is generally embarrassed"

I agree .... nude celebrities are famous people who posed without clothes on and were not ashamed. Naked celebrities implies that they were caught off guard with no clothes on ... and they were violated.

Inhibitions ... how I hate them and loathe their suffocating effect. I used to have birds and I am the sensual type ... meaning I relate to most things using my senses ... I loved the first couple I got the most. I was 12 and I named them Tootie and Sweetie:) I loved looking at them, listening to them, and by time I grew a certain addiction to the scent of their feathers. I would sneak a finger every now and then between the bars in an attempt to touch their colorful feathers .. but that was not enough .. I wanted to hold them in my hands ... my father said they were scared and they might fly away.

Tootie and Sweetie "got married" - this is what mom said to justify the eggs in the nest. I will not get into details about the mating itself ... this is another story:) Sweetie laid one egg and when the egg hatched, Fruitie was born. He had blue feathers like his parents but his feathers were shinier, fuller, and way more tempting for me to touch. I opened the door and reached inside the cage, Tootie and Sweetie hid in their nest while Fruitie just stood there. I caressed his back ... and he stood there ... I patted his head ... and he stood there ... I touched his beak .. and he stood there ... I curled my fingers around him and took him out of the cage .. he did not struggle ... I put him on my stretched forefinger .. he stood there and looked at me ... I kissed his head ... he did not fly.

A week later, I wanted to show a friend how my baby bird loved me ... I put my hand in the cage .. Tootie, Sweetie, and Fruitie hid in the nest and my experiment failed. Where did he get this fear from when he was born fearless? I can understand fearing fire when you get burnt or fearing pain when you get hurt but is it possible to fear things that we were told to fear? Is it possible to fear something that exists only in our head? Is that how it works with society? We were told by our parents who were told by their parents who were told by their parents that we should fear people and their opinions of us, that we should fear our bodies and where they could lead us, that we should fear anyone or anything that looks, sounds, or feels different because we do not know what harm it could do, and that we should just fear the unknown.

I think of Fruitie a lot ... I like the original form he was born into ... I like the original form I was born into ... I am striving for utter and complete nudity ... in my writings I am nude ... and the more I expose of myself the more my readers connect with me ... whether they agree with my ideas or not, they respect my nudity ... there is a sweet sense of liberation that comes with shedding off inhibitions ... I no longer make love to words in the dark ... I no longer insist on keeping the cover ... I no longer feel ashamed of myself ... my scars no longer embarrass me ... We were all born nude ... not just physically nude ... mentally and emotional nude ... then we deteriorated!!

This is where my third thought comes in ... the nude beach ... when I first met SandMonkey, he asked me to name a dream ... I told him that I wished there was a nude beach in Egypt. He laughed. He understood. I am not advocating vice or sin now, but look at it this way ... having a nude beach in Egypt is the optimum freedom ... if such a beach exists it would mean the following:

1) Muslim Brothers finally understood that Islam is not about judging people and pointing fingers at those who differ

2) Mulsims and Christians will have no issues because we have all developed something called tolerance

3) The government, by approving this idea, will have finally grasped the true essence of democracy

4) Opposition will have no case to argue for or against ....

5) People - us Egyptians - will realize that we all have a choice ... a choice in what to hide and what to expose ... I am not just talking physically

6) Relationships will grow beyond lust

7) Women will finally come to terms with their bodies (No more .. I want a bigger this or a smaller that)

8) Beauty will have a new definition .. a more realistic one

9) Men will know that being "a good girl" is not a matter of dress code

10) After people are done criticizing the nude beach and condemning me of immorality, they might get some work done.