to (dis) day,
to day I’m thinking of our class today at school, since I’m so lucky with these people here. We’ve got a lot of skills at using tools and also at befriending who comes near. We could be covering each others’ backs and helping other people in our class but sometimes we feel scared of all our “lacks” and what we’re not so good at, we let pass… We could be working hard to get stuff done and helping our whole class to think, and see, and understand this life under the sun till we become what people know as “free”.. to live and act, instead of quite enslaved to how we’re feeling, and what we desire. The kind of folk who often have behaved against their feelings, ’coz of things much higher all carried to us by our culture through the people who are sent by what’s unknown to us, to help us become humans who are able to grow bigger than what’s shown by light & sound to those around who see the same things that we see - the surface stuff that sometimes is quite hard to see though. We...