the mythology with the poppy has really indulged itself, perhaps because it is red and goliardic and attracts so much attention, whether you want it or not<\/p>\n
and so the wireless telephone of history has mixed the cards, pieces have been lost and new ones are added and the poppy has become a mythological being,<\/strong> with the most absurd and extravagant meanings<\/p>\n in this article I will tell you about fifteen, famous or not<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n but first of all, a story:<\/strong><\/p>\n I was born and raised in a bookstore and, for most of my life,\u00a0I believed in the fairy tale narrated by the world: but that\u2019s not true ^_^<\/strong> <\/p>\n then, in November of 2014 something changed: EVERYTHING<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n the crystal world that I\u2019d been building for years broke up into little pieces, I started accepting myself and I took off the veil, a veil that, till then, I didn\u2019t even know I was in this scenario, my avant-garde vision of the world started to pop-up through the column \u201cwhy a poppy?\u201d I will give a voice to the revolution that took place inside of me <\/p>\n here are some of them:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for CHILDHOOD<\/strong><\/p>\n if I say PAPAVERO \u2013 which is the equivalent of POPPY in Italian \u2013\u00a0I am pretty sure that the first logical association made by the average Italian speaker is related to a childhood song: \u201clo sai che i papaveri son alti alti alti the grandpa of many of us, I believe \u201cLa papera al papero disse: and you smile for a moment \u201cMa questo romanzo ben poco dur\u00f2 <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for Morpheo and the RELAX<\/strong><\/p>\n if you google the meaning of Poppy, you\u2019ll have these two results: Morpheus is known as the god of sleep<\/strong>, in Greek mythology he is depicted with a huge bunch of poppies in his hands<\/p>\n so, he is the god of sleep, YES NO WAY! and to find those instants of the day to love ourselves, taking some time for us, in order to relax, to slow things down This is a hymn to the rest of the warrior (if you do deserve it)<\/p>\n so now let\u2019s talk about the care of the self\u2026 let\u2019s try to love ourselves for a second<\/strong><\/p>\n let\u2019s try to focus for a second maybe after we start to breathe again, NOTE: procrastination is something else, isn\u2019t it? let\u2019s not mess things up<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for CONSOLATION as I anticipated in episode 2\u00a0I will now talk about the second Google result for the meaning of Poppy<\/p>\n The story goes like this: Demeter,<\/strong> the goddess of the harvest and agriculture, regained her serenity after her daughter\u2019s disappearance only by sipping infusions made from poppy petals<\/p>\n !!! AND I BELIEVE THAT !!!<\/p>\n a good opioid infusion, a bit of morphine here and there\u2026. And everything would be <\/a>in Great Britain, during WWI, people used to create poppy garlands to remember and celebrate those soldiers who lost their lives for the country to sweeten the medicine<\/strong> . relief .<\/strong> and, sometimes, even the half-smile we have when we see a field full of red flowers, \u201crelief\u201d doesn\u2019t always have a negative connotation<\/strong> and as soon as we lose them, they turn into our biggest regret <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for SPECIAL BEINGS<\/strong><\/p>\n there is a poppy, among all the species, that contains opium because if it gets ripe, the poppy will lose all its well-known powers the poppy doesn\u2019t take drugs<\/strong> it contains a series of alkaloids How many people, before us, changed the world with a poppy by their side?<\/p>\n Leonardo Da Vinci \u2013 to name but one \u2013 was one of them. <\/p>\n how beautiful would it be to be a poppy?<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n and to have, deep inside, the possibility of seeing things from another perspective, without social prejudices, perhaps<\/p>\n but, most importantly, to have, deep inside, the possibility of allowing others to see things from another perspective, in a different way from usual, maybe we just need to find the way, like Da Vinci and Picasso (but till we all find it out, a poppy \u2013 still unripe \u2013 will be destroyed, cut, injured, squeezed, emptied, insulted\u2026 <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>NO GLOBAL tattoo<\/strong><\/p>\n the poppy is a wildflower<\/p>\n you can\u2019t find it in a flower shop, and I hope you never will it blooms when he feels like it you can observe it, admire it YOU JUST CAN\u2019T!<\/p>\n the stem \u2013 so stable and proud \u2013 would immediately wither you can\u2019t pick up beauty you can\u2019t buy all those feelings like you buy flowers at the florist\u2019s the poppy is not for sale<\/strong> <\/p>\n Poppies grow in the fields very quickly, they become a huge red carpet<\/strong> trying to twist the d\u00e9cor of the world. They make you want to lie down and look at the sky and wonder what shapes of clouds is planning to pass by your piece of sky<\/p>\n (\u201cif only we had time\u201d \u2013 that\u2019s what we say in these cases\u2026\u2028but who knows what time is, after all?\u2028perhaps if we tried to understand it, we could find the answer and then we could also find\u2028the time to be happy, couldn\u2019t we?)<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for SIMPLICITY<\/strong><\/p>\n The poppy is such a simple flower:<\/strong><\/p>\n Its four taut and smooth petals would seem fragile . and yet, its strength resides right there .<\/strong><\/p>\n What it takes to be strong, it\u2019s right there<\/p>\n In its simplicity and one single colour \u2013 without any shades \u2013 is enough to overwhelm your mind and your eyes with its majestic and mesmerizing strength<\/p>\n if you see a field of poppies, you can do nothing but smile, even if till that moment you were worried about the traffic We don\u2019t need those long materialistic fairy tales from consumerism,<\/strong> we are enough<\/p>\n even if we have only four unicolour and smooth petals and a thin stem we don\u2019t need the information spread by the media<\/p>\n we are enough (and we should strive for our inner beauty fast, because one day we\u2019ll be old, the fairy tale will end\u00a0and if there\u2019s no beauty inside of you, well\u2026)<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for DEATH How would you like to die?<\/strong> It would be a dream to fall asleep like that<\/p>\n Just like a poppy, standing proud and healthy for all its days and then, one morning, a petal suddenly withers, and,\u00a0in a minute, it slips away <\/p>\n <\/a>RED tattoo<\/strong><\/p>\n Red as the joy of drinking a glass of wine Red <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for INKADDICTED<\/strong><\/p>\n I\u2019m pretty sure that, during childhood, you used to tear the petals off the poppy in order to reach its nucleus, that black star-shaped part could leave a stain on your t-shirt and inside your soul AND IT WORKED!!! making you feel like a real gangster of the snack\u2019s gang<\/p>\n that was our first childhood tattoo I don\u2019t know how many of you have ever tried it, but in ancient times somebody used this technique before us It was used for those holy and shamanic tattoos that had to be deserved, because life sucks, but you don\u2019t give up<\/p>\n It wasn\u2019t used for those cheap and ready tattoos that you can buy in the supermarket, which are not unique<\/p>\n anyways\u2026 since we were children, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for FEMALE<\/strong><\/p>\n Did you ever observe a poppy from above?<\/p>\n YES? Didn\u2019t you notice anything? Where is your mischief? Where did you leave it? I\u2019ll tell you:<\/p>\n the poppy has two soft central petals which are symmetrical and In the external part, there are two more petals, which hide and protect the central ones those petals are red like the flesh when it\u2019s merry and live<\/strong><\/p>\n In the central petals there\u2019s the most precious and hidden part of the poppy Now, does it ring a bell? The female <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>EVERYTHING<\/strong><\/p>\n nothing of a poppy goes to waste1 so, during spring, when you find poppies in a green field, or, when they\u2019re ripe, you can cook them in a\u00a0frying<\/strong>\u00a0pan with olive oil, garlic and chilli pepper<\/p>\n if you cut its\u00a0unripe part<\/strong>, we already know what happens, I already mentioned the treasure you can find there<\/p>\n and the\u00a0seeds?<\/strong><\/p>\n Shall we put them on the bread? We can also add them to a salad or prepare a precious oil<\/p>\n And the\u00a0stems<\/strong>? What, really?\u00a0YES, YOU CAN EAT THEM\u00a0TOO! And what about the\u00a0petals?<\/strong> They can be eaten as well! It\u2019s better to use them to prepare an infusion, it helps to sleep better and to relax mind and body<\/p>\n the dye obtained by the petals can also be used as a paint for lips and cheeks: that vivid red but when you don\u2019t manage to obtain it\u2026 <\/p>\n . you don\u2019t have to feel sad about it .<\/strong> <\/p>\n BUT so use your life, all of it <\/p>\n live today as if it was your last day, who knows what may happen tomorrow? <\/p>\n don\u2019t fall in the routine of waking up every morning and doing the same thing, because even today\u2026 you\u2019re alive<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo on PREJUDICES<\/strong><\/p>\n There are 167 different species, Darned prejudices because the world is full of mistakes because we can’t even see that there are more than one species of poppy, let alone understand the reason for certain things in life<\/p>\n mistakes always happen when<\/strong> you are intensely focused on your path and didn’t even have time to think that something different could happen<\/p>\n and the only reason for the existence of so many mistakes is<\/strong> that they teach us which ones we wouldn’t want to make<\/p>\n how not to be (The difficult part, then, remains consistency between will and reality) and then remembering that there are 167 species of poppies and we’d only seen one, and remembering that we don’t see anything beyond our noses<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n <\/a>tattoo for the DETERMINATION<\/strong><\/p>\n Highway, There are just dead weeds, cement, heat and smog<\/p>\n <\/p>\n BUT which was brave in hope and despite its delicate and tender bud, the poppy was able to break everything: from all that, a small poppy managed to blossom<\/p>\n now it\u2019s as shiny as the sun maybe this can be a cool fairy tale for us all<\/p>\n we see ourselves so delicate and tender, but we don\u2019t see that all this sweetness and love for life it\u2019s exactly what can crack the cement and make room for a gash of shiny and red life, that can contrast all the stubbornness that surrounds us<\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1446-272x300.jpg\")
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\n<\/strong>
\nyou must be perfect like Barbie even when your life sucks like Cinderella\u2019s, then Prince Charming will come to rescue you from Shrek, you\u2019ll marry a super hot Iron Man while hearing birds and the Seven Dwarfs singing in the background\u2026 and, in the end\u2026. Everyone lived Happily Ever After in Neverland!!!<\/p>\n
\nand I wasn\u2019t aware of that, so during the first 29 years of my life I\u2019ve been following those paths\u00a0created by those automatic programmes that the world was drawing in my mind, following the stereotypes of the medias, and I\u2019ve been waiting for my Iron Man to take me to Neverland on a white horse
\n[I was so cute, wasn\u2019t I?]<\/p>\n
\nand it was the most amazing smash that could ever happen to my life<\/p>\n
\nwearing. I stopped hiding myself, I stopped playing hide-and-seek with myself<\/p>\n
\nand I recognized the Poppy as my totem<\/p>\n
\nwhat is the meaning of the poppy?<\/strong>
\nit has a thousand of meanings and maybe I haven’t discovered some yet, because the smile of a poppy is not afraid even of a concrete pitch<\/strong><\/p>\n\n
![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1592-255x300.jpg\")
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\n\u201cPapaveri e Papere\u201d<\/a>, which literally means poppies and ducklings,
\nand I\u2019m pretty sure about this
\nbecause it\u2019s the song that your grandpa used to sing to you\u2026 and that you used to sing with him<\/p>\n
\ne tu sei piccolina
\nsei nata paperina,
\nche cosa ci vuoi far?!\u201d
\n(do you know that poppies are very very tall
\nand you are very tiny
\na duckling you were born,
\nwhat can you do?!)<\/p>\n
\nthis song is part of our Italian childhood<\/strong>\u00a0and it involuntarily recalls the light-heartedness that is typical of children: the sunny days in the countryside, the affection of your grandparents\u2026 and those silly questions that \u2013 with a smile \u2013 every child asks their grandpa\u00a0with a smile<\/p>\n
\nPap\u00e0, pappare i papaveri, come si fa?\u201d
\n(The duckling said to father drake
\nDad, how can you gobble poppies?)<\/p>\n
\nremembering those values you grew up with\u2028<\/strong>
\n(and perhaps you even ask yourself if your grandpa would be proud of you, and if you made some bad decisions without him\u2026)
\ndo you still remember those values?
\nand you dive into the past: a caress to the wheat with the hand, a hug to grandpa, the mud on the toys
\nand that taste of simplicity that today you can barely see hidden<\/strong>
\nsomewhere<\/p>\n
\nPoi venne la falce che il grano tagli\u00f2
\nE un colpo di vento i papaveri in alto port\u00f2\u201d
\n(But this romance lasted little
\nThen the sickle came to cut the wheat,
\nAnd a gust of wind brought the poppies away)<\/p>\n
\nthe first one regards the myth of Morpheus and, the second one is about relief<\/p>\n
\nbut his figure doesn\u2019t mean:\u00a0\u201cgo home, get some rest, sleep well and have sweet dreams\u201d<\/p>\n
\nit\u2019s more like:\u00a0\u201clet\u2019s see if in this life we manage to get some rest!\u201d<\/p>\n
\nand to idle in a state of oblivion<\/p>\n
\n<\/strong>
\nthat can feed your soul, give you a more relaxed and focused point of view and give you the amount of attention you deserve<\/p>\n
\nlying down with the legs in the air, holding a warm infusion of poppy petals in the hands: a good recipe to sleep good, free the mind and to switch all the negative thoughts off<\/p>\n
\nlet\u2019s try to say \u201cfuck you\u201d to the world<\/strong>,\u00a0for a second<\/p>\n
\nthe light-heartedness of Morpheus and his poppies will be ours, as well<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1605-1030x708.jpg\")
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\n<\/strong><\/p>\n
\neasier!
\n<\/strong>
\nBetter than supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!<\/strong>
\n\u266b\u00a0A spoonful of opium helps the medicine go down!\u00a0\u266b
\nso\u2026<\/p>\n
\nthe news of the death was given to the families together with a bag full of poppy petals that would be used to make an infusion<\/p>\n
\nand to give a little help with the mourning process<\/p>\n
\nbecause we all need something to hold on to in order to move on<\/p>\n
\nthose flowers growing everywhere
\n\u2013 at the edges of the railway,\u00a0amid the stones<\/strong> \u2013\u00a0will be enough<\/p>\n
\nwe need to relieve ourselves by considering that even if something just went wrong, there are many other things we should take care of, things that are way more important and closer to us,
\nwhose presence we often take for granted<\/p>\n
\nrelieve yourself, eyes forward
\ntake a look around
\nlook deep inside yourself
\nyou\u2019re there, together with yourself<\/strong><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1435-290x300.jpg\")
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\n<\/strong>
\nwhich is stored inside the poppy\u2019s seed capsules and
\nit\u2019s necessary to cut the unripe capsule
\nin order to get the opium from the inside<\/p>\n
\njust like humans: once we grow up, we lose every glimmer of reason
\nbecause we are driven by the mental patterns of a society which is way too far from us<\/p>\n
\n\u2028the poppy is THE drug<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nwhich make you see the world from a different perspective that you never noticed before
\n. That no one ever noticed before .<\/p>\n
\nIt\u2019s said that his madness was the cause of his genius \u2026 In my opinion, it was his genius to drive him crazy: too much information, too much disappointment coming from a world that was too far behind him\u2026 so, opium helped him to take a break from a reality considered unworthy or unsatisfactory
\nwas him just another fool?
\nAnother one was .Picasso., who was also able to depict the world in a brand-new way\u2026<\/p>\n
\nin a different way from the rest of society or just in a different way from how we saw things yesterday, or one hour ago<\/p>\n
\na new hope<\/p>\n
\nmaybe there\u2019s a way to help people seeing new things<\/p>\n
\nwhat about you, are you ready?)<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1436-288x300.jpg\")
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\n. You can\u2019t buy it .
\n<\/strong>
\nit hasn\u2019t been polluted by society, commercialised by mass production.
\n. Lobotomised .
\n<\/strong>
\nthe poppy is still an authentic and simple flower
\nthat lives in the countryside<\/strong>\u00a0on its own<\/p>\n
\nyou can\u2019t have it whenever you want,<\/strong>\u00a0you can only wait for it to blossom<\/p>\n
\nand be delighted by its bright colour, which lights up smiles
\n. you can\u2019t pick it up .<\/strong>
\nyou can\u2019t put it in a vase like you do with roses or with any other flower<\/p>\n
\nand fall apart, together with its bright petals<\/p>\n
\nyou can\u2019t pick up happiness
\nyou can just stop to observe it or taste it<\/p>\n
\nand, likewise, you can\u2019t buy a poppy<\/p>\n
\nyou can\u2019t buy it with a MasterCard, like everything else<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1441-291x300.jpg\")
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\nIts red colour is so flat and unique
\nIts stem \u2013 so straight and thin \u2013 is a bit hairy
\nIt doesn\u2019t have thorns or contortions, it doesn\u2019t have secrets
\nin a nutshell, it doesn\u2019t have any particular charm<\/p>\n
\nThe truth
\nThe proud spirit
\n<\/strong>
\nNot even the wind can pull down those four simple petals
\nnor can it slightly bend that little hairy stem<\/p>\n
\nbut even when you see just one poppy on the roadway, it would have the same effect on you
\n. mesmerizing .<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nwe are enough, with no-frills<\/p>\n
\nwe can still make the world turn in our direction
\nwe can change its thoughts at least for a second<\/p>\n
\nif we are proud and we strive for our inner beauty\u00a0(if we have it)<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1599-296x300.jpg\")
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\n<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nin my bed, without suffering
\nmaybe while I sleep, inebriated by that glass of wine I just had
\n<\/strong>
\nIt might be fast\u00a0and plain
\nmaybe I\u2019d still be young, I wish I wouldn\u2019t have to wait forever, because people get bored then\u2026<\/p>\n
\n<\/strong>
\nThere will just be an empty skeleton in the middle of a stunning green field\u2026<\/strong>
\nthe good news is that, at that stage, the poppy has already left its ripe seeds somewhere
\nThe poppy did its job,\u00a0and you?<\/p>\n
\nand the colour of roses and love
\nRed
\nas your cheeks after the orgasm
\nand the colour of your lips after eating strawberries
\nRed as the colour of the people running through our veins and shaking us
\nand filling us of anger and love for our life
\n(even if life sucks)<\/p>\n
\nas the sky when the sun goes down
\nRed as the colour that lights even the coldest soul,\u00a0even your soul<\/strong><\/p>\n
\n<\/strong>
\nThe coolest part was to squash that little star to get a black stain on the fingers<\/p>\n
\nthe black sign remained on your hands\u2026<\/p>\n
\nso innocent
\nthis happened before we could even have access to ink and needles
\nbut still, we were already developing our inexplicable attraction to those stories on the skin<\/p>\n
\nin fact, the inner part of the poppy was used to\u2026\u00a0guess what??\u00a0To make tattoos!<\/p>\n
\nink entered in our skin, to express ourselves<\/strong><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1440-830x1030.jpg\")
<\/p>\n
\ndoes it remind you of something?
\nNOTHING?!?!?!<\/p>\n
\ndear people, mischief is the spice of life, you can\u2019t eat an unseasoned meal in this short life of yours<\/p>\n
\nstraight, they\u2019re half-closed to give you a glimpse of its nucleus
\nfull of pistils, those thin black nerve endings<\/p>\n
\nin the same way that lips hold a secret<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nthe most sensitive and delicate one
\nthat carries its most important emotions
\nand then, there\u2019s the stem: a line going straight to the centre of the world<\/p>\n
\noh yes, I\u2019m sure you know what I\u2019m talking about<\/p>\n
\n<\/strong>
\nThe most feminine flower
\nfor whoever feels like it, and for whoever loves it<\/strong><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/papavero-0-1030x659.jpg\")
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\njust like with pigs<\/p>\n
\nand you pick them up, you can prepare a fresh salad and season it with lemon<\/p>\n
\nYou can chop them up \u2013 as you do with parsley\u2026<\/p>\n
\nadded to a salad, but with moderation, they\u2019re very intense for the liver!<\/p>\n
\ncolour lights up the pale skin and fills it with joy after a cold winter<\/p>\n
\nit\u2019s better to not insist\u2026 It\u2019s not worth to throw your pearls before the pigs, because the pigs won\u2019t care, and they\u2019ll keep tumbling across the mud\u2026<\/p>\n
\neven if it\u2019s sad to think about how many narrow-minded people you can find during your path, walking in the streets like homo sapiens<\/p>\n
\none of the worst things in life is a wasted talent\u2026
\nit\u2019s such a shame<\/p>\n
\ndon\u2019t throw away a single piece of it
\n<\/strong>
\nand as for the pig,\u00a0as for the poppy, don\u2019t waste a single day of your life<\/p>\n
\nso do your best to feel alive<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1600-275x300.jpg\")
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\npoppies, and they all seemed the same to me….<\/p>\n
\nBite your lips, instead!
\n. and acceptance .<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nsome we make, some others make,
\nothers just happen, and we should accept them<\/p>\n
\nwhat not to do
\nwho not to be<\/p>\n
\nbecause between saying and doing, there’s an ocean,
\nan ocean of mistakes<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1621-250x300.jpg\")
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\nyou stop in a rest area, it\u2019s empty<\/p>\n
\nyou can spot a shiny red poppy<\/p>\n
\nand strong enough to break the asphalt<\/p>\n
\nlayers and layers of tar and gravel
\n. just cracked .<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nand it\u2019s right there, lighting and giving some colour to the infinite greyness<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.unaltroblog.it\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/07\/IMG_1439-1030x744.jpg\")
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