Dear D
Here I am yet again but with a different angle at my musing. Confident u are bored there where u are. I keep making u my confidant, but that is about the sole assumption I dare to take. Anyway, already rambling, My reflection this time is about eyes, time and interpretation.

Through times beauty as a concept has changed a lot and often, the dwellers of Rubens age and era were beauty queens of small breasts and huge round bottoms and thighs. In that golden era, those assets were equivalent to fertility, wealth and lust, at least for the ones sharing success with the VOC or proximate enough so the prosperity would brush off. The less fortunate had the skinny trademark and trend of today.

Nowadays being beautiful is the perpetuate embodiment of young and healthy, read no wrinkles and not an ounce above advised weight by the jungle of professionals. The fact of the matter is that less weight is supposedly equivalent to more discipline and power, which answers to more weight in society. I can hear your brain crack, not to worry our society is filled with major clusterfucks.

The pondering busying me was about how through life experience u become to see yourself differently. More understanding dawns on about how others saw me too. Not earthbound but born with wings, to scared to use in full. If anything when looking at old pictures I see myself as ugly but with flair. Worthy of being famous by a geek movie, if my mindset would have given my eyes a view of positive value while looking in a mirror, other adventures I would have starred.

The question is how to see yourself for what u are, without delusion or pummeling. Many guidelines by different institutions have tried to guide humanity, read religion or capitalism with the word worthiness in their big punchline. Humankind has been enslaved by opinion of value stirred by its own unkind but clever humans. Greed infinite like the universe has been their fuel to power not forgetting the factor of being a sociopath, a serious one, helps to find your way to power.

The answer is not Mars, but a changing course to natural code management. Alas, the people with steer are being steered by the powerful, who rather expand than evolve…remember the song I am an educated fool with money on my mind. Wonder how physicists and mathematicians look themselves in the mirror before going off to work. Fancy labs, careers and intentions well-founded by interested parties.

Would they ever accept to write the script or play a role in the movie called Natural Code Management or are they just too comfy in their Klondike. Sneering aside I will go on in my roll of choice and leave u with a picture of one of my movies in which I played the part of a mother and a journalist.

May harmony enlighten u,

Irena Phaedra

p.s Viva string framework!