1. spectacle: this word has been on my mind for a while--the public spectacle of execution, films like 'precious,' tv shows like 'lockdown: raw,' homelessness (and documentaries about such living), photography, teaching, relationships, etc. how much of what is done daily is done for the sake of entertainment and satiation of an audience we don't even know? so much of life is performative. we perform and this cannot be authentic living, at least it needn't be.
3. a waxing/waning poem. this is just a-e:
an asphyxiating amphorous afrocentric abyss. adieu.
beyond brotherhoods beneath buried bliss. brave black birds begin bellowing.
cautious cults collide. crashing clumsily. celebrate.
dancing dangerously to Death. dislocated-displaced.
detaching dispiritedly.
exorcising emotions. eager exiles emerge.
4. friends: some people will be your friends so they can witness, like anxious spectators, your ups and downs. some people will be your friends because their is some tangible benefit. some people will be your friends because no one else wants to be bothered with them. some people will be your friend because it is better than being your enemy. and then there are special people who are your friends because their is an inexplicable kindred connection. i am struggling with the last bit--people who are my friends because there is a real connection. i have been rejected by every subgroup i belong to--either outright rejection or subtle hints of said exclusion. it's sad, but true. consequently, i am very selective about who i call friends and kindreds because there are people who accept me as i am and there are people who accept me conditionally with the hope that i will magically change later.
2. changes: i do not know where i will be in september 2010. i was very apprehensive and still am. however, i am also very excited about the possibilities and where i may end up.
3. a waxing/waning poem. this is just a-e:
an asphyxiating amphorous afrocentric abyss. adieu.
beyond brotherhoods beneath buried bliss. brave black birds begin bellowing.
cautious cults collide. crashing clumsily. celebrate.
dancing dangerously to Death. dislocated-displaced.
detaching dispiritedly.
exorcising emotions. eager exiles emerge.
4. friends: some people will be your friends so they can witness, like anxious spectators, your ups and downs. some people will be your friends because their is some tangible benefit. some people will be your friends because no one else wants to be bothered with them. some people will be your friend because it is better than being your enemy. and then there are special people who are your friends because their is an inexplicable kindred connection. i am struggling with the last bit--people who are my friends because there is a real connection. i have been rejected by every subgroup i belong to--either outright rejection or subtle hints of said exclusion. it's sad, but true. consequently, i am very selective about who i call friends and kindreds because there are people who accept me as i am and there are people who accept me conditionally with the hope that i will magically change later.
1 thoughts:
Hi Kameelah,
Re your thoughts on spectacle, I've been thinking a lot about that too, currently reading Michelle Brown's book, The Culture of Punishment: Prison, Society, and Spectacle. You might enjoy it, I'm certainly liking it so far.
-Ann
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