Well, the septum sure is a fun thing, when it's having a needle shoved through it! About a year ago, I had it pierced (Big deal, right, as if that's uncommon in the body mod community...) Anyhow, afterwards I knew I wanted to stretch it, actually, that was my motivation for getting it initially pierced. So, anyhow, I went from 12 to 10 to 6 to 4... And then to 2. A nice, large-gauged septum, right? No. Not big enough, I was thinking! Simply, not, big... Enough!
At A Glance Author Jonisonfire Contact callousdheels666@yahoo.ca When A year ago Artist Dick MacDirmaid Studio In The Flesh Location Miramichi, NB So, I go into my local piercing shop and have a little conversation with my artist/piercer. He says he thinks there's plenty of room and we should just pop it up to 00 right then and there for no cost. How could I have possibly refused? There's just no way, especially since I wanted it that size since the initial piercing.
So, we're in the shop, and I'm sitting there contemplating whether I want to profusely bleed from the septum for the following two hours. I decided it wasn't going to be a problem.
Ten minutes later, I'm sitting there in the chair, watching Morgan (my artist) lube up a 00 white taper. This, although it was a familiar situation, was not a comforting site. But, it all comes with the territory, and having self-stretched everything up until that point, I wanted to experience it from a different angle, a new perspective, having someone else stretch some of my work.
He asks me "How does that feel?" as the taper is sitting very comfortably sitting halfway through my septum, it felt nice. He asks me when I got it pierced, and one instant later, the taper is jolting through my septum, much like the volt of electronic pain that would soon-there-after course through my entire body! It wasn't so much the pain aspect as much as the fact that I lost all thought and emotion for that one second, and found it utterly impossible to focus on anything else. The next fifteen minutes were absolute insanity, with a super terrible inflamed sensation, but it was none-the-less very lovely, indeed! I mean, that's what I (and *we* I suppose) are paying for. The fact that I see people around my town with body mods, walking around and making that the main and only focus of, well, anything, makes me sick. I'm truly tired of people using is as a tool for attention, as opposed to doing it because you want to, and have a true desire to modify yourself. Modificatio n is not something to be taken lightly, as if it's a spiked belt or dog collar or black pair of Docs' or something, it is the modification of the body, as well as the delving into the deep world of pain and trance and ecstacy. It has nothing to do with the number of piercings you have, or where or how they were done, or even your tollerance level, it's about pleasing of one's self. Doing something for you, having nothing to do with the reaction, wants, or needs of a single other individual, you and only you.
Anyhow, back to the septum, I loved the feeling of the taper penetrating, it reminded me of when I essentially had it pierced, feeling that penetration through cartilage, very nice, for sure. I mean, for those who dig pain, as I know you all do! (Sick pups!) You can surely understand that pain, blood, and ecstacy are all part of the process, literally and not so literally. In order to expand myself personally, I put myself through physical pain, and then tend to every day emotion, the combination is bitter-sweet. As all are. The fact is, there is no possible way we, as a society, can truly evolve into something smoother and more peaceful, unless difference is accepted, but is there hope for the hopelessly modded individuals, such as you or myself? I do not know, but I always have it in my heart anyhow. The furrowed brows and childish remarks will one day fade, when all people will be equals. Modded, or not, we all bleed red, and that's all that matters.
Up to 27 piercings, and still I crave one every single passing day of my life, people. I don't know if it's a curse or a beautiful dream, but modding heals me inside. I have extinguished so much emotional rage and fire within myself through modification (literal and non-literal) that it's almost incomprehensionable. I'm one of the hopeless addicts who will life to have my entire body modded, tattooed, everything possible. On to sub-dermals! On with the cuttings! On! On! On!
The day I choose to go to 1/2 inch, I will surely post the feeling on here for all of you lovelies to read and probably hate, much like this article here! Thank you for your time in reading my septum rant... On with mods!
-Jonathan from Fredericton.