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BODIES

Rosalie Lapperre

The hallways, the elevators, the staircases, the lecture halls, each and every one of the rooms – no matter how big or small, every chair, bench, couch; all of those surfaces, spaces and seats are occupied with bodies

Not every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every month of every year 

But the bodies come in waves 

For their nine, eleven, three or other o’clock lectures

For an appointment with another body, 

For a meetup with multiple bodies 

These bodies all look different

Sound different 

Feel different 

Smell different 

Taste different 

The bodies are all houses to minds and souls

These all have a story, other experiences explaining how they turned out the way that they are now

Other places that they grew up in, and circumstances that they grew up under 

Some minds may be wary and confused 

Brains that are stressed and anxious 

Or relaxed and clear-headed minds

Perhaps souls that feel as if they’re a little lost 

Or maybe a lot 

Even within the sea of souls that surrounds them 

Being lost can be a good thing 

If you eventually, sooner or later, make your way back to yourself 

Or rather your new self since you may have changed

You might have even started hating your old self

But should we not honour our younger selves?

That little four-year-old you is still inside of you

Create a kind, forgiving inner monologue

Change is good, it is necessary 

Without change the world wouldn’t be as it is today 

You don’t have to change the body you were born into

Know this: your body is your home

Nurture it, care for it, love it

A body carries one around all-day

It walks, it struts, it struggles, it runs, it steps, it strolls, it strides and rolls from the heels of the feet to the tips of the toes 

Left foot, right foot, left, right, left, right, left, right 

So that you get from point A to B

Air flowing through a body, delivering oxygen to all its parts 

The senses, however many there are in use, obtaining information from the outside world, translating it for one’s inner world 

So thank you body, for another day

Bodies bodies bodies 

So many of them at Roeterseiland campus 

New faces to be seen every day

Or familiar ones to greet 

Chat with them about their weekends 

Don’t forget your own face

I bet you’re really cute too

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