On Order
What do we lose by sticking inside the lines of what dominant knowledge calls civil society?
I remember what it was like to be a child. Those experiences are not as valid as the ones I have now, which I am able to articulate and prove, break down and negotiate into understandable and bite-sized pieces.
I do not want to be bite-sized all the time. Sometimes, that's fine. But we think that the way we exist is naturally how things just work out. And this isn't the case.
I remember so much magic, I have lost touch with it. It is not just childhood innocence. It is not just ability to dream. It's magic, and I have lost it.
It's not just childhood, it's indigenous peoples of the world. It's people who are lower on the hierarchy. They are wilder somehow, more prone to chaos. First of all, according to whom? And secondly, it's telling that we have a system which subjugates that which we see as wild, larger than life, untamed, unbridled. That which does not vocalize in order to serve. That which is truly independent. Our system is death; don't be this, can't be that. Prove that it exists and it will be believed. But life is alive. No matter how we compartmentalize in order to dominate. No matter how much the system courts death. The only death the system will truly achieve is its own. The universe is accommodating.
I remember what it was like to be a child. Those experiences are not as valid as the ones I have now, which I am able to articulate and prove, break down and negotiate into understandable and bite-sized pieces.
I do not want to be bite-sized all the time. Sometimes, that's fine. But we think that the way we exist is naturally how things just work out. And this isn't the case.
I remember so much magic, I have lost touch with it. It is not just childhood innocence. It is not just ability to dream. It's magic, and I have lost it.
It's not just childhood, it's indigenous peoples of the world. It's people who are lower on the hierarchy. They are wilder somehow, more prone to chaos. First of all, according to whom? And secondly, it's telling that we have a system which subjugates that which we see as wild, larger than life, untamed, unbridled. That which does not vocalize in order to serve. That which is truly independent. Our system is death; don't be this, can't be that. Prove that it exists and it will be believed. But life is alive. No matter how we compartmentalize in order to dominate. No matter how much the system courts death. The only death the system will truly achieve is its own. The universe is accommodating.