I SMELL, YOU STINK

Posted on June 6, 2009 - Filed Under This Burns Me Up | 4 Comments

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I don’t want my shampoo to smell like coconut. And I don’t want my lipstick to taste like watermelon. And I don’t want my poop to be masked with the smell of vanilla. And I don’t want my laundry to smell like fake sickly sweet flowers. The world used to smell natural. Like nothing in particular. In the 70’s you could stop at any gas station and buy a car deodorizer to hang from your rear view mirror that smelled like pussy. At least someone had a sense of humor back then.

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4 Responses to “I SMELL, YOU STINK”

  1. Arindam on April 25th, 2009 3:01 pm

    Hi Marina

    Tonight I again went in search of lighter menus. I had commented there and I saw your comment and the mouse somehow hovered over your name and that is how I came to know of The Marina Experiment. And I have been reading an hour since.

    Did you see the film “Three Colours: Blue” by Krzysztof Kieślowski? I don’t know why but your sentence “I am neither a victim nor a survivor” reminds me of that brilliant film. Stopping by your blog and reading the posts and visiting imdb etc reveals the extraordinary human mind once again. Thank you. I feel a reiteration in life, which I needed badly now. My father is suffering from dementia, he is in a hospital now. He is one of the most honest and lively person I know and to find him like this, with no control over his mind is devastating to me. Your blog strangely has helped me, even if the “help” is for this moment.

    I will remember you always. That is not a “thought that doesn’t count” :-) I live in India and if by any chance of things you are here, let me know. I will do my bit to help you.

    —Ari

  2. Myra on April 25th, 2009 7:57 pm

    Well said.

  3. marina on April 26th, 2009 10:36 am

    Thank you Ari. By writing you also helped me. I was feeling quite down and unheard, and knowing that you were touched by my spirit was just the lift I needed.

    Dementia is so complicated and it is difficult for people to understand its consequences when they have not experienced it. After a visit with my mother in the hospital I was often inconsolable. One serendipitous day I ran into an old friend of hers who happened to be visiting from Italy. She came with me to the hospital and when she heard my mother telling me how much she hated me she pulled me aside and told me how much my mother adored me and that I should pay no heed to her cruel judgments because they were coming from an unbalanced mind. Although it was (and still is) difficult to erase my mother’s wounding words, I was so fortunate to have had that chance encounter.

    I have not seen the films of Krzysztof Kieślowski, but my friend Mick, who did the music for my little film, has also recommended I see them. I will make a point of it.

    I live in New York, but often go to Australia as I have many friends there, so who knows; maybe next time I will visit India as well! My best friend in Melbourne travels to Bombay often as her daughter is living there.

    Take care Ari.

    - Marina

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