On a beach

Oh yes, what I just heard… people can be really nasty when it comes to beaches, beach body, shaming, etc.

Especially women to women.

Especially…

In this age of respecting everyone in every shape, color and diversity… in this age when everything is okay, arty souls should be blooming still… all people see is: oh, you got fat or you got slimmer, cool… yes, I am sarcastic, I am so pissed on all those organizations and movements… not in fact truly about rights, loving each other. Truly holding hands… oh yeah, those times, no holding hands, right…

In this age…

I have a friend who is dying.

Okay, to be honest, we all are somehow, with every day… but still, she got so slim and people are praising her for this. Then she answers them with a smile: oh yes, I am dying. Fun, right? The best diet! I have no idea if she is still sarcastic or is not… if she is still because that virus thing made us all…

Yeah…

I remember my time when I got almost a skeleton… I lost about 70 kilograms. Luckily, though my brain will not admit it, I got some back because living was not possible for me anymore. And yes, I was sick… and still I remember people so amazed by my loose skin, and pants… size young teenager.

Yeah…

To be honest, this is one of the things which I love my Island for… that we have beaches and on them naked people, older people. With bodies which are not perfect. Beautiful people, if you mean modern standards, or beautiful, if you think about other standards, ancient even, because… because there are many of them. To be honest something for everyone everywhere, right?

Or maybe?

Or maybe…

Not caring about it how anyone else looks make you so free. There is only you and the long beach, where is maybe someone else, or maybe none. Not in my dimension… there is only this clean water, my man and… oh my, look at that hairy stone, so beautiful… much more amazing than we all.

Naked or dressed up…

Why not caring about fun? Your own fun, save fun… because remember, the sea is a tricky being. Very tricky. And our lives, they are now, now important, not in few days, not because you have a pound or more too many… too big boobs, too small, long hair, short hair, shaved, not… who the fuck cares? Why others care about my shaved legs and why it claims that I am a true woman?

WTF?

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