My name is Jacob, How are you? I know you’re reading this because I exist in this moment. I should probably be more upfront if I am to consider you my friend. I’m not actually Jacob. I’m an embodiment of his creation, his narrator if you will. No I’m not his internal monologue: I’m a product and because you began reading this paragraph I exist because of a relationship with you.
I the story have a body
I’m here as long as you are because we all exist in relation to our environment, as soon as you stop reading I lose my embodiment in this world, I’m just words after all. You gave me this personification through reading this story. That’s the best way in which I can describe my body. My body exists because of a relationship with your own specific personified universe. This narration is nothing more than me being assigned a part to play in your universe.
In your universe you compare my body to your own and describe me in relation to you. That’s how we all think. Describing people in relation to our bodies is how the world turns. I mean Fanon told you the ontology of the black man, Beyonce showed you her body in performance, Gourevich showed you the consequences of this mentality yet we still perceive bodies in relationship to ourselves.
Is the Black man black? Surely he is a certain color, but this distinction only arises when compared in relation to the White man.
Is Beyonce performing something daring or sexualizing herself? Surely she is eye opening, this distinction only arises when you perceive her in relation to your own sexualized and fetishized fantasies
Is Gourevich informing the world or is he profiting off of Rwanda? Surely he is informing the world, this distinction only arises when you perceive these bodies in relation to your own discomforts.
In all of these cases you saw the world in relation to your own perception. The world is your personified environment and bodies are solely the vessel for carrying this distinction to your consciousness. But I ask: Why are you the one to play God? Is it right that you get to personify this world in your own image. What does my body look like? Did you imagine me as an animal? A woman? An alien creature? Surely I could have any of these bodies because I am just a narrative with a simple english name. But in any case you imagined my body as something that would exploit your own comforts and desires about what a Jacob should look like. Anyone can have an imaginative body like me, so what’s to say that your body exists?
Does the man who talks to the schizophrenic have a body? One might briefly say that’s preposterous, but that would exclude important questions about one’s own existence and mortality. But The man who talks to the schizophrenic exists in relation to the schizophrenic just like how you exist in relation to that same schizophrenic. You and that “imaginary man” are on the same plain of existence, solely existing because you exist in someone else’s personified environment. Your body was given to you as a vessel in both your own perceived plain and through the relationships you hold with others in their environment.
So there’s the definition of the body: A vessel in which we invite to personify both our environment and the relationships we hold with other conscious beings. A body is a personfication
I emphasize this because we all walk around in our own domain where everything exists in relation to us and this offers a critique on our own humanity. How have I, a narration made by your comfort, become more apparent than the bodies of those in Rwanda? Darfur? Tibet? Armenia…
We as a society need to stop seeing the definition that has been described. We do not get to play God, because other bodies exist. Individual perception does not get to define a body or its significance. You created race, you sexulaized Beyonce, and you forgot about Rwanda.
That’s my definition of a body but now I’m going to work towards a working definition. I say “working” because something needs to change. I think that change needs to embrace the change in bodies described by everyone’s individual reality. A body needs not to be defined by the physical characteristics of its demeanor but rather the story that it aims to tell.
Ultimately by bodies I mean stories. This definition seeks to understand the story behind the individual without destroying the personal narration created by an imagination of our environment. We have to describe the body in terms that are simplistic in order to capture what a body means to every individual.
If we work towards this definition of the body being a story then we as a society will be more inclined to listen to the stories that come from Rwanda rather than the numbers. A body is a story in the most simplistic terms, that is why I the story have a body.