Oxygenated Organisms

The evolution of humans is that we went from simple cell organisms to plastics. All this fakeness makes me want to embrace realness. Blemishes and weight gain, silver hair with golden bands the struggles that come with reality Dismantling falsities that blind us from our truth, You can't because should be erased from our vocabulary becuase the mere definition of becuase should render I can. I just want to feel real have it ooze through my fingertips the same way saltwater and sand flows through hands when you try to take hold of a beach. I want to be reconnected with plankton and oxygenated substances. Plastics are suffocating that is way it has a choking hazard as an attachment. Why can't you just enjoy yourself in the skin your in? Grow with it, let it be your tuxedo you wear in your golden years, Your wrinkles and surgery marks tears from broken hearts, a smile that's slightly crooked or a tongue that to this day reminds me it could've been a different kind of yesterday. Embrace the flaws Hug them all that's that perfectly perfected feeling of realness so many seldom see. That's what I see when bodies have evolved too far.