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Beauty in the apertures of pain

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I want to say Without temper If possible without the least sense of the heroic Without even the measured ambition to speak the truth which is only another vulgarity To say I am not what I was Indeed I was nothing and now I am at least the possibility of something and this I will defend.
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If a woman’s sexual sense of self has centered on pain as far back as the record goes, who is she without it? If suffering is beauty and beauty is love, she cannot be sure she will be loved if she does not suffer. It is hard, because of such conditioning, to envisage a female body free of pain and still desirable. Even aside from the biological pain of women’s gender, modern women are just recovering from our long experience of man-made punishment for pleasure. The Greek lawmaker Solon ruled that an unmarried woman caught in a sexual act could be sold into slavery; the emperor Constantine decreed that a virgin who had willingly fornicated must be burned (her penalty was lighter if she had been raped); death was the price a free woman paid for making love with a slave. The laws of Romulus gave a husband the right to kill his adulterous wife. Adulteresses in modern Saudi Arabia are stoned to death. Resistance to the abortifacient pill RU428 derives partly from its relative painlessness. Antiabortion activists often make exceptions for rape and incest, which suggests that it is her desire for sex for which a woman must pay with her pain.

Naomi Wolf, The Beauty Myth 

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Anonymous asked:

What does "Beauty in the apertures of pain" mean to you? How do you interpret it?

Darling, I don’t ‘interpret’ it. I conceived of it when I was thinking of a title for this blog… as much as anyone conceives of anything. I’m sure it isn’t ‘original’ - what really is?… It is simply my mission in life. It is my objective, my inspiration, my credo, the only concept that gets me through at my lowest points. Living with multiple illnesses [chronic, mental, etc.] for over twelve years [some, nearly fifteen] has been a cruel, arduous, extremely eventful challenge. But, it has also had its moments of beauty, in between the pain, but also because of and intrinsically linked with the pain. If I can manage to find a glimmer of beauty, of incandescence and light, in this, my often dark and pain-ridden world, if I can manage to somehow reveal this beauty to someone else and share it with them, then I can manage; it is worth it. Going on with life is worthwhile. All I am ever really attempting to do is to find the beauty between that pain, find it flickering alongside the pain, find where the beauty shines into the pain and evolves into another entity entirely… Apertures are gaps, spaces through which light enters and passes through a camera lense, they enable the capturing of a photo… The camera is the pain, it is my life; the beauty, the light which passes through it and enables it to fully function, makes it whole… Suffice it to say I am always searching for, attempting to create, to inspire, to capture, to really see, beauty around me; through the pain, within the pain and without, always chasing the glimmers of light as the sun through the barley fields, as a glinting silver doe through the trees…

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