My Body is a Piece of Art

My Body is a Piece of Art
photo by Jaqi Medlock

October 23, 2011

Maybe She's Born With It

I'm beautiful in my way cause God makes no mistakes. 
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way. 

A serious debate in the world is nature vs. nurture. Are people born a certain way, or do they develop because of the way of their specific life experiences. Well, that's a bit beyond my scope of reasonable conversation. I'm sure I could talk it out, but I can't guarantee the arguments would hold any factual basis, and would probably just be a lot of b.s.

But for the sake of making a choice, I'm throwing my towel in with nurture over nature. Want to know why? Well, because no one is inherently evil... Okay I'll tone it down. People aren't inherently bad, either. Let's be honest, something happened to the kid that likes to torture small animals. And something happened to the girl with daddy issues so deep she doesn't trust anyone further than a single night hookup that doesn't even include sex. What happened? Who knows. They might not even be consciously aware of it. But some experience, either directly or indirectly, led to the "abnormal" behavior. Short of putting them in a box for study, there is really no way to know what triggers the truly heinous behavior that some people adopt. But then if we did that, the experiment might not work.... Le sigh

Right, but back to the point: everyone is a product of their raising. You're the sum of your parts ( in that your parts are your past...not like your body parts...which you're also the sum of, I guess?) You live your life as a child; you do what your parents say because, hey, they're the parent and you're the kid. As you grow, life happens outside of your parents and your family (if you have siblings and what not) and other outside forces affect you. Then you have that first circumstance that changes your life. And nothing is the same. Ever. You may not have lost your innocence but some major alterations occurred and there is no going back.

Your entire life is made up of moments like that. While the experiences may seem minor, they are in fact, what shapes us as people; and frankly, I don't see that one could ever completely sever the tie between the person and the aspects of life that made them that way. I like to think that I can be objective, but objectivity is all relative. Any sort of measurement can be skewed, or biased based on one's personal experiences. Much as we may try to block out negative emotions, they will always play a part in our subconscious.

Here's the part you read for, I know, Life According to Epiphany -- Shenanigans and Mishaps that is 21-year-old life in New York CityA Scorpio woman can drown you in her passion. It is in my nature to be a very passionate person. About everything that matters to me. Get your minds out of the gutter, because for once I'm not talking about sex. (aside) Want to know more about Scorpio women? This is shockingly accurate about me. Seriously, character profile breakdown. So while it is in my nature to be passionate, it was my nurturing that encouraged me to focus all the passion on something besides sex. There will always be sex. Or so I'm told... But for the past 21 years I've spent more time dancing, than sleeping and eating... I mean, probably. That's not an exact calculation. So who had time for sex?

It was also based on past experiences that led me to close myself off from the world around me–we kinda talked about ignoring things in (Living My Life Like It's Golden 3/11) – I had a hard time coming to terms with the friend...girlspacefriend...girlfriend situation I'm facing. I mean, the last time I called someone the b word I was 12. For the past nine years, I didn't so much shy-away as flat-out-run-the-opposite-direction from any sort of romantic relationship. But check me out now. I tried to be objective about it, really I did, but there was no telling me it was a good idea. Epiphany get over yourself. Yeah, yeah easy for you to say. Mi amore vole fe-- my love needs faith...yeah!


the rest is still UNwritten