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Originally Posted by Stitchawl
Piercing... In today's world men are required to take a extremely gaudy strip of cloth, wrap it around their throats, then tie it tightly in some sort of ceremonial knot so they can then be called 'civilized. It does have its roots in usage as a napkin 'way back when,' but what is the root of piercing?!?  |
Roots. Like the head shaping of the Maya. It is the sense of belonging, or not belonging, that is being different. Commitment. A few times I had the desire of scratching some initials on my arm, with a rusty nail. That's Tom Waits rather. Luckily I am still unblemished, untouched by these primitiveness. Maybe I am keeping myself for when I meet the real one.
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And getting weirder and weirder. My own son... my flesh and blood... he wore a (gasp) tuxedo for his wedding! I didn't even wear shoes when I married his mother, much less something resembling a tie and jacket. And he wore a Tux?!? Where did I go wrong?
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But he is following your "dangerous" paths, as his mother nagged you for. So nothing is lost really.