self esteem

Reading this thread gave me the most amazing flashback.

A few years ago when I was melting the essential chemicals in Diamond White with grains of Morrisons’ own-brand self-raising flour, I unfortunately became something of an entertainer in the chill-out room at a trance club. Mainly through my impressive juggling skills.

When I very slowly became acquainted with the regulars I was introduced to a group of psychedelic girls who dressed in fluorescent clothes of industrial strength.

Natalie’s eyes were the clearest mountain stream I ever saw. Crystalline, blue and pure, yet with a hint of some aqualine green. Just like spring. In fact imagine the very first shoots of spring braving through variant patches of snow. Good tits too.

We joked, and as truth bounded in, I fancied they were purple. Like when someone says something a little too close to home, or when I complimented her, and she suddenly stared then looked away. Sometimes she pulled her her hooded jacket over her face and that’s when they were more purple . Unless she was talking me down from an icy ledge, or teasing or playing a game. Then they would glow with the happiness of thunder or a perfect sonnet, or simply astound me in that mountain-lake blue while suddenly giggling.

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Just Do It

I believe the above is a well-known advertising catchphrase coined by Nike in a previous century. It probably applies to a poor soul unjustly sacked from some Philippino footwear sweatshop, with a family to feed, but without any decent severance package. Who then got kicked by security guards and then beaten up by the local police when he crazily demanded his rights. Just Do It sweatshop man, yeah stand up for those rights.

I don’t know this for sure of course, but I have lived a life and regularly empathise with those who only exist in my head. :D . But don’t you find that those who dress in in uniforms always find themselves closely alligned to the political views of corporate America ?

Well that’s my take on it all, and the catchphrase still remains liberating . . . . . .

Thank you for the replies.

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