(pulled from a larger manifesta)
... and I am by no means grown up. While I do have moments that account for (catastrophic) epiphany, and I further pursue my education both academically and expressively, I know that my views at this intersection may have a shelf-life, or may push me in directions I am completely unaware of at this point… but I have faith in the unknown. I trust myself and this relentless nagging to veer off into the unpaved, and come out (or perhaps even never) with newfound perception and conception. I have been met with a rare kind of love and crave to be thrown down from the highest moments of pity and pride, maybe even find myself vanished in throes of indefinite land and words of comfort. I demand it. I am not afraid to be undefined.
I am hungry for self-revolution.
I challenge the ‘me’ to demand all of my energy and spirit into a cause big enough to shatter myself. Dare ‘me’ to take on terms of humanity - contribute to the earth.
And then come help me breathe it.
2 comments:
i sure do love you and your words. ugh....i feel it, in my marrow. happy birthday lovely one!
I love your journey.
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