Have You Seen my Baby ?

THIS ONES FOR YOU WILSON PHILLIPS

I did a scene in my improv class last night about two women at a carnival. My character was all about eating funnel cakes and the other character was worried about looking “bad” or “ugly” bc of the weight she would gain. My character kept telling the other character that she was beautiful no matter what size her hips were and encouraging her to let loose and eat whatever she wanted. At one point the other character turned to me and said “but how are you so free, how do you just not care what this food does to your body?” to which my character replied “its too exhausting to care”. The scene ended in us devouring all the food at the carnival and laughing. The scene was like any other but what really hit was during the “its too exhausting to care” exchange I saw a couple of the chicks in my class nodding their heads in agreement. After I sat down I felt this huge flush of ownership over myself. It made me think about how the moment we give up caring about what others think about our bodies we gain total ownership. We have to loose the extra “weight” of others ideals as well as our own to gain that ZING kind of enlightenment. When we do things like work out or eat “well” not bc others are doing it or of the end result ( and if thats what you want, everyone wants that sometimes and thats OK and COOL) , but bc it makes us feel good and we’re doing it for no one but ourselves. Self help and self health have no end destination, it’s only and always a journey. The most important thing is who is steering the ship- and that should always be ourselves.


Talk to strangers
when the family fails and friends lead you astray
when Buddha laughs and Jesus weeps and it turns out God is gay.
‘Cause angels and messiahs love can come in many forms:
in the hallways of your projects, or the fat girl in your dorm,
and when you finally take the time to see what they’re about
perhaps you find them lonely or their wisdom trips you out.

— ― Saul Williams



“The first movie I remember seeing is All That Jazz. My mother, who is an actress, took me. All That Jazz is pretty strong for a 5-, 6-year-old kid, but I loved it. There were naked women, which was nice. In Spain, we understand sex better than violence.”

“The first movie I remember seeing is All That Jazz. My mother, who is an actress, took me. All That Jazz is pretty strong for a 5-, 6-year-old kid, but I loved it. There were naked women, which was nice. In Spain, we understand sex better than violence.”