Some naughty person with spray paint left their mark. As I gazed down on this modern day hieroglyphic, I pondered what it meant. Did this person try to articulate that he had a penis, or a graffiti Christmas list from someone hoping she would get a penis? Are they part of the PEN-15 club?
Looking at the position of the penis, it appears to be flaccid. What does that say about their belief about potency or power?
This mystery message is cryptic. I understand gang tags, and the “f*** the police” graffiti, but I must admit, this makes no sense. I wonder if it is a sign, for a gang called “the Penises”. My mind went a little off kilter, wondering if there was also a “Vagina gang”, who would fight the “Penis Gang” late into the night, producing young gangs months later? Enough. This is idiotic.
The point here is that I leave signs attempting to define myself. Some of these signs are misunderstood. I believe I am being clear, because it makes sense in my own mind, but other people may be confused. Sometimes I don’t even know why I define myself the way I do. Sometimes past hurts and scars have their way with me, and I send out signals that muddy the waters even more.
I don’t know why the person left the sign on the path. Maybe it was significant. Perhaps that was all that came into a person’s mind when maliciousness was upon them. Maybe it was a cry for help… “help, help, I’m flaccid and I can’t get up!”… Sorry. Maybe it was a child just trying to say something sexual. Whatever the reason, it makes no sense and the symbol remains cryptic.
As you read this, you may be puzzled as to why I even brought this topic up. I guess I thought there was material for a blog, I’m not sure I know why. Maybe I just wanted to use the word “penis” in a blog. Viva the Mystery!
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