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I love my body; do you?

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posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 06:23 AM
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It is the most wonderful thing to have a place to call home. Not everyone has which is very sad, and yet....and yet I look at my body and suddenly realize that I am looking at my real home and then another hits me - I actually love my body. I love that it is the temple my soul knows as home. I admit my body is not something anyone would paint a picture of or even take a pic of but it happens to look and feel just how I like it to look and feel and too bad what anyone else thinks, I don't give a damn.

I am wondering what others feel about their body; are your soul and your body living in peace and harmony together or are you divided and pretty much living alone in a strange abode? The atheists won't know what I am talking about so I don't expect any of them to contribute.

When the body dies the soul has to depart this world since it no longer has the life-support vehical, its home on Earth, that is necessary for it to exist here. It is absurd to assume that the soul only has one home. Clearly , when the 'healthy' soul departs it has somewhere else to go.

Woe the souls that don't have anywhere to go. Woe the lost souls that seek but never find. We all know that lost souls do exist, how can we be sure ours will not be lost as well? After all:

To say that the Soul is immortal is one thing,
To say that the Soul cannot destroy itself is another.

Shouldn't we all be looking out for our souls at this crucial end-of -age finale? Excluding the atheists of course.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 06:27 AM
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I'm an atheist and I will contribute with

- I'll love my body when I've lost 4 kilos



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 06:50 AM
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Originally posted by Juran
are your soul and your body living in peace and harmony together or are you divided and pretty much living alone in a strange abode?
I have been done with, and over this one for a long time. Looking back, I now regret not requesting the lifetime warranty. I would love to trade this one in for another that is slightly better.


Originally posted by Juran
It is absurd to assume that the soul only has one home. Clearly , when the 'healthy' soul departs it has somewhere else to go.
Since this absurd belief is clearly wrong, would you please clearly show it?

 




posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 06:54 AM
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For one, I'm black and I hate myself as a human in general.
My race is a whole other topic.
I am not supposed to love myself anyways. Let alone anybody else love me! Now that is a joke. I hate my body even more, I should be a size 6 not a 10-12. My left arm is the thing I hate most; probably it's the long scar from when I slid the knife across. That was redemption for me. But this is life, and I can't do a damn thing about it! C'est la vie!

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posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 06:56 AM
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I cant stop looking at my self in the mirror.
Does that count?

You have a point though, look after your body, that's a good thing.
I love my body too much, go through 10 bottles of baby oil a week



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 07:03 AM
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"I love and approve of myself."

Saying this helps me collect my senses a lot!

If I love my body I don't hate me, so I'm disinclined to hate people.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 07:04 AM
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BrokenCircles,

You said, 'since this absurd belief is clearly wrong would you please show it clearly.'

So you want me to show clearly that it is an absurd belief that is clearly wrong? Or do you want me to make clear what to you is an absurd belief? Either way neither make sense. Why should I presume that you have any? Sense that is.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 07:12 AM
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Originally posted by Heartisblack
For one, I'm black and I hate myself as a human in general.
My race is a whole other topic.
I am not supposed to love myself anyways. Let alone anybody else love me! Now that is a joke. I hate my body even more, I should be a size 6 not a 10-12. My left arm is the thing I hate most; probably it's the long scar from when I slid the knife across. That was redemption for me. But this is life, and I can't do a damn thing about it! C'est la vie!

edit on 23-7-2011 by Heartisblack because: (no reason given)


Heartisblack,
Well that is really sad but the reality is if you don't learn to love yourself why should anyone else? It is easy to hate yourself all you have to do is give up and stop caring. Loving yourself, even when no-one else seems to takes some effort but the rewards are more than worth it. The wisest thing I could probably ever say to someone is there is never a time when you can't come to love yourself, its never too late to accept yourself.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 07:17 AM
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Originally posted by Dr Cosma
I cant stop looking at my self in the mirror.
Does that count?

You have a point though, look after your body, that's a good thing.
I love my body too much, go through 10 bottles of baby oil a week


Well, you know loving your body and pampering to it are two different things. Sounds like you are spoiling yourself rotten . I could be a little envious, I'm not sure. I'll get some oil and find out. 10 bottles you say?




posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 08:00 AM
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Originally posted by Juran

Either way neither make sense.
It makes no sense to me either, which is why I asked for clarification.



Originally posted by Juran

It is absurd to assume that the soul only has one home. Clearly , when the 'healthy' soul departs it has somewhere else to go.
Since this is so clear, you should not have any difficulties proving that it is absurd.

Show me clearly, what it is that makes this an absurd notion.

You stated it, and now I am saying prove it.



Originally posted by Juran

Why should I presume that you have any? Sense that is.
A direct verbal attack??
That's not very nice. If I was you, I would edit that out.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 08:01 AM
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I used to to love my body, but not anymore.
I was always a scrawny kid, and grew to be a scrawny teen. I was 110lbs and worked my butt off to gain 20lbs putting me at 130lbs.
I started working out like mad and lost 10lbs at fat putting me at 120, then went on a protein rage and gained 10lbs of protein.
I am black and has always had more muscle mass than fat. At 130 I looked 115 but hot as hell. Skinny isn't my thing, I hate skin and bones.
I got pregnant Oct 2009, gave birth July 2010 and nursed until Feb of this year. I was 120lbs before I got pregnant and maxed at 152.3lbs at the end of my pregnancy.
I dropped down to 120lbs two weeks after I gave birth. By the end of nursing I was 108 and wanted to kill myself, literally.
Have you ever worked so hard on something then watch it get ruined? That's what happened to me. I was all belly during my pregnancy, which left a heap of stretch marks.They're pretty much unnoticeable now, but the skin on my tummy isn't TV tight.
Everything I worked hard for either sags or has lines on it. I have managed to get back to 120, but it's not the same, and never will be.
I used to LOVE my body, but now I can't even bare the thought of being attached to it.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 10:37 AM
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Let's see how much you love your body after you get a bit older, past 40.

A small injury can become big, real fast. You don't gain, or lose weight near as well as when you were young, it just depends on what is worse for you.

If you want a bit of relief from the constant aches and pain, you need to take pills. But, knowing they can be a problem, you try "natural" supplements perhaps.

Two monstrous handfuls, 50, 60 friggin' pills a day, and still one tired old face looking back from the mirror.

Oh yeah, and tomorrow it will be worse!

Love it? Yeah, if I was a masochist, I would really love the SOB.

JR



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 10:59 AM
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Do I love my body?

No. It is dysfunctional garbage that creates a craptastic living experience for me on this planet.

Everyday is a trial of endurance and an exercise in frustration.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:09 AM
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This has got to be one of the saddest and most depressing thread I've ever read.

My body is covered in scars. I'm a girl and I can tell you - to have scars all over my breasts and behind? It's an issue every time I dress, take a bath, open myself up to rejection.

But I love my body and each and every scar is MINE!


I've lost a ton of teeth in back due to my illness - but I still smile.

I love my body.

I have aches and pains and tumors - yes tumors.

But I love my body.

I'm not going to be around that much longer, and, when I leave me body I will miss her.

Because I love my body. She is mine, I am hers. She is unique. There is NO other body just like mine anywhere. If I want I can make her smaller or bigger, stronger or go all soft. I can't fly, but, I can soar!

Because I love my body.

I can do a happy dance. That's enough.

Because I love my body.

Funny, maybe that's what all you whiners need. You know? That whole 'you don't know what you've got until it's gone?' I mean, I don't wish death on any of you but hell, anything's better than living in the pathetic situation so many of you've put yourself in.

Yes! Put yourself in. You CAN change if you want to. But it's easier not to! Isn't it!

So really, just pretend for one day you're dying. Maybe you'll appreciate yourself a little more.

Hell it worked for me, only with me it's not pretend.

love your body



peace
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posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:24 AM
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I love my body; do you?,


Send us a picture and we will tell you....



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:26 AM
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beautifully put......


kx)



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:38 AM
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I love God.

SnF
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posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:45 AM
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Sometimes, when i take a ride with the people i know
i ask them if i look like this ugly guy on the sidewalk
with outta fashion clothes and a nasty beer belly


aww come on man! are you out of you mind?, no way!

There are mirrors of places i like and others i hate to look at myself into.
There are not all alike you see.

edit on 23-7-2011 by SSimon because: spell check



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:55 AM
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Originally posted by silo13

Funny, maybe that's what all you whiners need. You know? That whole 'you don't know what you've got until it's gone?' I mean, I don't wish death on any of you but hell, anything's better than living in the pathetic situation so many of you've put yourself in.

Yes! Put yourself in. You CAN change if you want to. But it's easier not to! Isn't it!


Hardly.


Originally posted by silo13

So really, just pretend for one day you're dying. Maybe you'll appreciate yourself a little more.


I have no idea what your perspective on death or other metaphysical things is, but I dont consider my body, as my being. Thus thinking about imminently getting to rid myself of it gives me a sense of relief, rather than feelings of apprehension and loss.

Its all about perspective, I guess. I just cannot love being an innate in a prison. If others come to love their unjust impositions, thats fine, but I dont see myself getting all cuddly with mine anytime soon.



posted on Jul, 23 2011 @ 11:57 AM
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With perfect celebrities rammed down our throats on a daily basis it's easy to feel dissatisfied with your own body, but I'm happy enough with mine.

I doubt this question was ever asked before we had mirrors, TV and magazines.




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