RNC
What I know?
It's over my nightmares are finally gone and I am not afraid to walk down streets. There is no way that I describe what happened to me at the RNC. I just do not have that sort of vocabulary at least not in writing. I can really only describe a feeling.
What I feel?
I feel like the police tried cutting my heart out and they failed only because they didn't know where the heart resides.
What I learned?
Being radical is not a choice you have to make a choice to fight against what we are naturally . I am tired of the choices I have made and realize now that I will not go back to my lesser of two evils life.
What I changed?
I managed to prevent a person with a sprained ankle from breaking their ankle by putting a wrap on them and then removing them from the scene. That is just the start to everything else.
What I think?
I think of watching birds fly in the sky above the teargas, pepper spray, smoke bombs, concussion grenades, flash bangs, rubber coated metal rings filled with pepper, and the lines of insectoid faces with only the essence of eyes staring in all directions at once holding clubs. They're scared, they're scared of us but most importantly of the birds. We can fly Is the promise that each birds flap whispers to us. This is what I imagined to remove me from the concrete walls of jail. When I looked out the window in the main section of the housing unit my comrades were awaiting me eating the good things the delegates waste. Helping me find the wonderful innocence I show in my eyes.
What I am.
Heather
What I want?
I want to express how much I love all of you.
It's over my nightmares are finally gone and I am not afraid to walk down streets. There is no way that I describe what happened to me at the RNC. I just do not have that sort of vocabulary at least not in writing. I can really only describe a feeling.
What I feel?
I feel like the police tried cutting my heart out and they failed only because they didn't know where the heart resides.
What I learned?
Being radical is not a choice you have to make a choice to fight against what we are naturally . I am tired of the choices I have made and realize now that I will not go back to my lesser of two evils life.
What I changed?
I managed to prevent a person with a sprained ankle from breaking their ankle by putting a wrap on them and then removing them from the scene. That is just the start to everything else.
What I think?
I think of watching birds fly in the sky above the teargas, pepper spray, smoke bombs, concussion grenades, flash bangs, rubber coated metal rings filled with pepper, and the lines of insectoid faces with only the essence of eyes staring in all directions at once holding clubs. They're scared, they're scared of us but most importantly of the birds. We can fly Is the promise that each birds flap whispers to us. This is what I imagined to remove me from the concrete walls of jail. When I looked out the window in the main section of the housing unit my comrades were awaiting me eating the good things the delegates waste. Helping me find the wonderful innocence I show in my eyes.
What I am.
Heather
What I want?
I want to express how much I love all of you.