Yes, talking about tattoos can be fun. I can relate to it more or less as follows:
For me, the question is: who is in need of improving the body image? Not the body itself for sure, it doesn’t have or need an image of itself, it could’t care less about its looks. And the same goes for the brain, that has enough to do already to make the body work and compensate for the disbalance that cf causes in some ways.
So it must be the personalizing mind with its erroneous thoughts about who it is and what it perceives us to be, that has a problem, which it tries to solve with a tattoo on the body. Which is quite a lazy and cowardly thing to do, putting the body through that ordeal while it watches the procedure from a distance and keeps its hands clean, not being stung by a needle. And what’s even stranger, the mind doesn’t know who we really are, so how would it know what tattoo will suit us best? What a predicament.
Well, anyway, I don’t feel the need to reclaim a body, mine or anyone else’s, for I am complete already and the body and brain are in me, doing a great job regardless of apparent scars and looks. But I see a lot of bodies around, decorated with or without tattoos, and they all look great and creative to me, so by all means:
Tat too or not Tat too? That’s not the question. Where to put it, and what to chose? are the real questions. I talked about that before, answering a call from Jenny some while ago. I think I comcluded that I would not mind a tattoo with invisible ink, and then I realized I am already covered in such a tattoo, shining beautifully pink all over my bones and muscles.