I can’t say I like them but I don’t mind them either. They are mine after all. I take time to look at them. I’m not talking about a quick awkward glance here, but a real meaningful look. I am not ashamed of them. They are a reminder of where I’ve been… I’ve become quite comfortable with them, these my faeces .

Shocked? Don’t be. It’s my age, right? I know, I’m a bit too young to already be comfortable with my faeces. I should be afraid, embarrassed that they’ll find out that faeces and I even have a cozy relationship let alone know eachother. I should be squirming, hiding, rushing to get out of the loo as though I’m being timed. “They are probably wondering what I’m doing in here”, should be nagging at me. Erm, no. I take my time. They are mine.

There are those who will misinterpret this to mean that I like faeces. Firstly, I don’t like faeces(see line 1 paragraph 1). Secondly, what part of mine did you not understand? These same people will go around hurling their faeces at my face since they are convinced I like, nay love faeces!

I’m at a zebra crossing. I begin to cross. You slow down to let me. But all the while, you are honking incessantly. You even begin to inch forward in an arrogant fashion as though to run me over. I kick your bonnet and give you a piece of my mind. You stare back mouth agape. Clearly, you thought I like faeces. Hence, you let it rip and they came spewing out of your exhaust pipe. I’ll say it again. I don’t like faeces! And I’m only comfortable with mine.

Believe me, if I could bring about faeces extinction, I would! Not for the reasons most would think of though. Faeces make us vulnerable as they reveal us to be the dependent beings we truly are. The system must work or we are going to be pretty uncomfortable. So we are forced to go out of our way to try and keep the system working at a good efficiency level. The better the system, the better the faeces along with a smooth production process. A lot of work! But necessary.

A smooth production process requires acceptance first. Accept that faeces are part of the settings and that’s that. Then do everything to make things easier on you and God knows those you live with. You know, roughage, water, regular ‘meditation moments’ to clear the system etc Then do yourself a favour and don’t allow anyone to get away with hurling their faeces at you and for goodness sake, don’t hurl yours at anyone either. You have enough faeces of your own to deal with and believe it or not, so do they.

mwendeMwende says
I can't say I like them but I don't mind them either. They are mine after all. I take time to look at them. I'm not talking about a quick awkward glance here, but a real meaningful look. I am not ashamed of them. They are a reminder of...