First, Parts Of You Die, And Then The Things You Think Define You Fade Into The Background. But You're
First, parts of you die, and then the things you think define you fade into the background. But you're still in control, you didn't need them anyway. Then you wake up one October morning, and you're seeping through your own fingers like water. You have no idea whom you are, you only have a vague idea of whom you want to be, but that's hard and you need to grieve for the girl who's dying inside you, because God knows she's carried you. Alas, you live in a world full of people with questions and they feel entitled to you remaining the same. You can't explain that your paradigms are not just shifting, they're blowing up and turning into ash in your hands, so you just fold into yourself. But Yourself is falling apart, and it's just...living God what is happening?
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Ijeoma Umebinyuo, from Questions for Ada; “Pain”
YALL KNOW THAT COLONIZATION HASNT JUST STOPPED RIGHT!!!!!!! like the refused return of stolen sacred items and artifacts and BODIES OF ANCESTORS and the continued destruction of land and lives and missionaries being sent out etc etc etc thats all colonization!!!!!!!!! like its isnt something that happened hundreds of years ago its happening NOW
writing playlist: on
google docs: open
mind: ready
Don't look around, look ahead and don't stop until you get there.
Please beloved, we're no longer giving anyone this kind of power.
Don't allow others to consume you. If they don't call, go to sleep. If they don't message you, put away your phone & have a good day. If they are distant and refuse to tell you what's wrong, go home and do something fun. You live for yourself first. They are secondary.
Looks like I'll be sighing my way through the year again.
