If you are unfamiliar with the movie Dorian Gray, based on the original writing The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde, then I highly suggest you do so.  Both the book and the movie(s) are well worth the time.  And yes, there are some glaring differences between the book and the movie but each, taken seperately, has its’ own merits.

I have to wonder, in a theoretical world:

If the portrait were of you, how would it look?  Would be of a stately, elder person with a kind countenance?  Or would it be a stooped, craggy grinch of a person, covered with sores and scars? 

How honest can you be with yourself? 

In the loneliness of your room, your bath, your car, wherever.  When it’s just you and the dark and the sound of a ceiling fan, how truly honest are you when you think back on what you have done that made you who you are today?  Were you always kind, caring and helpful?  Were you a miserly, miserable prick that no one could stand?  Did you hurt someone, on accident or otherwise, that could have caused irreparable harm? 

Exactly how honest are you when you’re alone with your thoughts?

I know how my portrait would look.  Do you?

And I have to ask: If Dorian knew what he was getting into, would he still have done it?  Would he still have willingly offered his soul if he’d known even one-tenth of the results?

Would you?

~watergirl~

Side note: Typing on a laptop and using a touchpad blows more monkey nads than a simian prison bitch in hell but I LOVE having the lappie! It means not having to dick with the power hog!