Poor Fat Demons
From the archives of the Weekly Zephyr
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April 3rd, 2019
On Twitter this morning, saw this one
"Feeling old fat poor unsuccessful today. Send hugs."
which is a perfect tweet. Let's meet there. Many of us have lounge chairs set up in that tweet already on a permanent basis.
I love her for piping up. There they are, the four most forever things we try to hide and she was like to hell with it, check me out.
I'd already hugged her by the time she asked.
OLD
we absolutely love it in objects: oh yes. the wabi-sabi.
wine, the consensus is that it works for wine. leather, broken-in. B/W photographs of wrinkly people *who aren't us*, ahh, they're so beautiful. mmm, the lines, the life.
I'm 49 and the skin on my hands is going papery, criss-crossed with tiny wrinkle triangles. (I went to take a picture because I thought "I'll like them better as art objects" which was true while I was thinking about them as art objects and staging the shots but then I thought
GOOD GOD HANDS ARE INSANE
THUMBS SHOULD PROBABLY NOT BE AT THAT ANGLE?
THISCLOSE TO GOOGLING "HEALTHY THUMB ANGLES FOR 49-YEAR-OLD WOMEN"
and I did take some pictures but I'm not putting one here because I'd fuss over it for half an hour and I need to live)
My son Fred is nine. When we compare hands he's unfiltered about it
WOW, LOOK AT YOUR HANDS, WOW he says
LOOK AT MINE he brags and that's fine. He gets to enjoy his dewy little paws if he wants to. He'll be an old man noticing his hands soon enough.
trees, we love old trees. jeans. books. buildings. recipes. temples, churches. (buildings but with more vibes.) what else. our grandparents. betty white. rings, watches, jewels.
these old things and more, we love them. god forbid we feel ourselves to grow more treasure-like with time.
FAT
cream, a person who is hugging us
avocados: the good fat!
a round booty if everything else goes in right
did I miss a beloved/acclaimed fat? baby cheeks, yeah, them.
anything else?
meanwhile, the natural world is around us in its many formations, all totally cool. INCLUDING US. but we think we're something else that should be something else. what have we done to ourselves.
POOR
the Cratchits, the Weasleys
wonderful, wonderful folks
Jesus said something about blessed
he had to make a point of it though already
two thousand years ago
when did that kick in?
"UGH, the POOR"
how soon after there was rich and poor did that get bad?
UNSUCCESSFUL
Somehow this is the worst of all.
This entire concept.
A being came to Earth.
It wept and squirmed and breathed and grew.
Tried some things.
Good, do that! Oh, no, that didn't—
No, no. Whoops! You biffed the-
oh my god. WRONG. That's not it.
That wasn't it.
Well, that was your life.
Nice try.
It's profane is what it is.
When I read her tweet and I was like ha ha and oh, me too and maybe I'm a late bloomer and I took a shower thinking yeah, maybe I'm a late bloomer
then I was like WTF IS A LATE BLOOMER
WHAT IS LATE BLOOMING
HOW CAN BLOOMING BE LATE
BLOOMING IS RIGHT ON TIME
WHAT IS BLOOMING WHILE WE'RE AT IT
WHAT CONSTITUTES A BLOOM
"what's that plant?"
"never mind that plant. it's not even a bloomer."
WHAT DEGREE OF BLOOMING QUALIFIES
DOES A BLOOM NEED TO BE ON A PUBLIC STREET
do you see what I mean?
It's fucking dippy. It's unconsidered. Don't fall for it. It's stupid.
YOUR AGE IS GRAND
YOUR BODY HAS BEEN WITH YOU THIS WHOLE TIME LIKE A HERO
IT IS SHAPED AS PERFECTLY AS ANY TREE
YOUR BANK ACCOUNT IS REAL
BUT IS IT
I MEAN IT
IS IT
IF CIVILIZATION COLLAPSES THERE WILL STILL BE BODIES IN TIME
BUT NOT BANK ACCOUNTS
SO I GIVE IT A HALF-REAL
AND PROMISE ME YOU WON'T GO WRECKING YOURSELF WITH SOME FAKE SUCCESS GRAPH THAT'S LESS REAL THAN A BANK ACCOUNT,
MY GOD
YOU GOT HERE TO EARTH,
YOU'RE DOING IT
YOU'RE DOING THE WHOLE THING,
THIS IS IT
Thanks again for the reminder that we are miracles the moment we burst on the scene called planet Earth.
Love all of this Tina