Intro: choppedwheatfields.tumblr.com/post/142089158285/its-always-weird-to-think-this-could-b
Intro: http://choppedwheatfields.tumblr.com/post/142089158285/its-always-weird-to-think-this-could-be-me-herePart 1: http://choppedwheatfields.tumblr.com/post/150176607529/this-is-part-1-of-the-story-of-my-circumcisionSo its Friday again. Next week you will get more of my story, I wanted to write this little summary of how I feel now. So you have a better sense of the stakes that are at play when you read the rest of the story. So you understand what got removed. Its not just my foreskin, but my opinions on dominance, submission and where I will exist in the social order as that boy (me) grows up. This is why circumcision is so powerful, it controls, defines and chains you into a place. Sexy, scary, horrifying, and some may say wonderful…. Anyway here is this weeks installment: Part 2, The Stakes: He knew nothing of what could be, but only what couldn’t. Locked into the perspective of what the knife had done, what it had limited him to, his manhood, his sense of self was diminished into the perspective of what his cutter wanted him to be. More than his sexual ability, more than the tribal nature of it all- his cut locked him into the world view of a culture that cuts. That THIS was what was good, and what was good, was for him to have less of himself- to not be what’s natural- but what is socially demanded. In this world, his native sense of sense was foreign, how he was born was deemed ugly and “extra”. To be what he became was to submit to something he wasn’t, but also to not consider what was done to him as submission. This world view was to view the altered, the diminished- as normal. So he instead existed between worlds. Not all too comfortable with what they made him, but also unaware of what he fully was. He existed in an indescribable place to anyone who wasn’t born there. Because birth is where you gain your sense of self. For many that evolves from a point of realization of what was always there since utero. But for him and many men in America, birth was the moment the knife cut through skin and what they became was not what they were, but what they were forced to be. -- source link
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