The first human walked naked on earth, says the bible. But the Bible can be wrong. Salvation is extorted by a means of esthetic nakedness supported by an ethical one, say I. I am wrong. Skin is where the soul is most.
The river is nude. Hence, it has a surface. The sky is not nude. Hence, it bears an exaggeration of surface. Anything superficial allows manipulation. Nudity is not superficial, clothing is. It is impossible without surfaces; correction: it is impossible without their employment.
Life is a pornography of awkward silences, purpose must find reason where the source is unfounded. Perfect nudity is a demand on beauty. Beauty is a compromise on that demand. A body is its element.
If every man on the planet were to bear the burden of nakedness, they would also bear the disruption of choices, an overkill of beauty and a greater disruption of vanity.
Nudity commands neither perception nor imagination, neither prejudice nor preference – it is a simple acceptance of the least human soul. A naked man is the reflection of every other. However, it is not the ideal.

Partial nudity is similar to partial blindness. Half a perception, half an imagination, half a prejudice, half a preference – they aren’t impossible, they’re unacceptable.
Clothes form wordless introductions. To know a man by what overlaps his skin, is to arrest him by his condition rather than his identity. Conditions are temporary and circumstantial; identity is unique and the unachieved whole. Neither is significant to a wordless introduction. Nudity doesn’t provide one; correction: doesn’t need one.
Man is imperceptible. Clothed, he holds neither disparity nor similarity. Inspite of which there is neither chaos nor dissatisfaction. Nudity cannot make man perceptible. It cannot promote either disparity or similarity. It works against their united cause.
It can, however, discover the chaos and dissatisfaction.
Every erect body is one’s vertical area of the world. We must till, plow, nurture our areas. In a bareness, we must reap. The flesh is where the harvest is.
Cloth is a sight, skin is a definition. Nudity resolves the valid human confusions. A nude body is not a store house, it is a garage sale. We must not fear our shells, and we must fear without them.
Nudity does not need a revolution, it needs an understanding. If every man on the planet were to walk naked, we might still not have a perfect world, but surely a world less precious.



































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