Saturday, October 15, 2011

Metempsychosis



Last
Year's
Past

I walked into a salon and told a beautician:

Can you cut 
ALL
 My hair off?

The instance 
Said words were spoken
I was greeted by several looks of


 Abstruseness 

Having to reassure
 I wasn't referring to a trim
Nor the desire for it to be curled or styled

Simply.....Cut....It....Off

Awaiting
 The
Irreversible


I overheard someone whisper

She probably just  broke up with her man
And wants a
"New look"

But BALD?!?!


Despite
The stylists 
Dismay


Amid


A Lion's Den of speculation
Riddled
With obtrude laughter


I went forth with my demand 


Within an hours time
What was once upon my head
Was placed



 In the palm of my hand....

~*October 6, 2010




I retrogressed infancy
Through the eradication of my
Hair follicles 


As with various stages in life


To grow
Is
Pain...


This is the first time
I willingly
Inflicted it on


Myself


The Journey Beings



During the first days/weeks on this path
Countless individuals asked me
WHY?!?!


Some would gawk at my head 
While those who felt inclined 
To touch my scalp

Would either cringe
Shake their head 
Or looked at me disgustedly 


I truly wasn't prepared
For the aforementioned
 Onslaught

 Certain persons stopped speaking to me
While  others avoided me in public
Embarrassed by my emergence


If I were to state: the reactions I received
From family & friends didn't make me self conscious
 Would be deceitful


Within 30-90 days of my decision


I was introduced 
To an aspect of my nature
Previously latent

Encumbered 

Striving to surpass
 The shallowness 
Of my ego 

It was imperative to delve beneath 
What I felt 
In the presence of others

 Finding the source 
That made me uncomfortably aware 
Of another's gaze

Ironically

It made the concept
Of a song
Frequently heard

Conceivable
By way of
 Endurance




Does the way I wear my hair 
Make me a better person?


Does the way I wear my hair 
Make me a better friend?


Does the way I wear my hair 
Determine my integrity?


I am expressing my creativity...




Intrinsically 
I am in tune 
With the depths of my being

Extrinsically
 I had to assimilate how I'm depicted
By the eye

 Unseen

Scrutinizing
Polar
Entities


I accessed understanding 
Of
The Sameness

Manipulated appearance(s)
The world deems
 Attractiveness 


Attesting 
 The differences of
Replication


 Inadvertently
Damaged
Deterrent

Cultivation....


In the process of my realization
Of painstakingly generational
Domestication

I was born again:

Seeing my outwardly reflection for the first time
Returning to a congenital state
Such as the date light first greeted my eyes

In innocence I cried


Bequest an unknown world
Breathing the breath of life's possibilities
And lessons learned through peril


 Indoctrinated to monstrosity
Immeasurable philosophies
Duplicitous monotony


Reciprocally

A revolutionary spirit
Spewing information
 Known to pierce


Betwixt
Reciprocity
Telling other's of their ancestral history


Edification - Awakening - Elevation
 Precedence towards
The affirmation:

Know Thyself


October sixth, two thousand ten
Signifies my
Rebirth


The demise of being a contradiction
Of my words
via my mane...


Exemplifying my stance
I'll reverberate the words
I used to begin:


As with various stages in life


To grow
Is 
Pain...


This is the first time
I willingly
Inflicted it on 


Myself:


Undeniable 


Maturation


Physical - Mental - Spiritual


Manifestation


Coily kinks
Are the paint
My hair is the canvas



I  am deprogrammed

© LaToya S. C.





 Indigenous...
 Not what the main stream
 Image is







Natural Hair
Is My
Heritage


***

Dedicated to :

Monique C.

Through your  silence, which is your strength
You've inspired me to collectively
Embrace self

 THANK YOU!


P.ositive E.nergy A.ctivates C.onstant E.levation