I’ve been in a closed rebellion– a rebellion against the mind. I’ve had a fraying sense of belonging— trying to gauge as to where my allegiance lies. I’m speaking about the belonging that happens when you’re living within, amongst, and next to your psyche. I’m living within the conscience of my consciousness. This is all too difficult to explain, because it is all too eerie, all too complex, and seemingly innocuous. And, still, to acknowledge that I’ve been feeling this split in my psyche is to acknowledge and tap into greater feelings of hope, joy, and most importantly harmony.
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Nervous Conditions
No. 3 A lot of my childhood memories are hazy, and most of them were borne and tendered to by older family members, and the occasional spilling of secrets and gossip chains. From these bits and pieces it is hard to know where I begin. Sometimes it feels as though my history, my understanding of […]
Questions For The Self
I’ve been asking myself questions like: Who gets to be ‘the self’? Who gets to exist and participate in humanity within the fullness in which I can only desire and fantasize about?
Justice as Praxis
From the moment I wake up, I am trying to be my most restorative and transformative self. I think it is essential to practice both…
