I swing wildly from longing to peace, excitement to self doubt. Though to be truthful most days are sprinkled with a pleasurable surety, a willingness and a desire to continue, even a sense of not having enough time. After all, I can't see everything, can't do everything. All that we can do is hope, hope that the things we do now are important, are giving back the lessons, thoughts and experience to say what will need to be said. Where is god in the everyday? What does freedom look like? Feel like? What is it that unites us?
God is hope. I can even see it here now, God in the concreate. The hope that builds art galleries, underground community centers filled with graffiti, free music and solar cookers, boiling up nourishment for everyone. Identities shaped in hope. Created in belief. Of faith in change. The hope of a nation is that it's people rise of the belief in creation.
I see the city now is more of a living thing. It's energy is friction. It's buildings, roads and bridges are perfect cellular constructions. Arteries, veins, organs, valves, pulse and serge. It's windows, girters and steel are created in symmetrical unity - an evolutionary phenomenon - human perfection.
This is not a discussion about what it lacks.
Like humans, for a city to be great it needs to be forgiven and simultaneously called to progress.
I call thee. Rise Up!
Take back knowledge from the culture of expert.
Take back expectation from advertising.
Take back God from religion.
Take back joy from comfort.
Take back the night from the lights.
Take back freedom from self doubt.
Dare to be passionate.
To forgive.
To feel.
I dare you to see the world in this way - culture less, boarderless, filled with complexity, unhinged, chaotic.
I dare you to suffer the damnation incurred in the erosion of everything you think you know.
I dare you to give up. Give in. I dare you to fail.
Get up. The revolution is dead. But the one in your head is just beginning.
We are more than this. We are more than this. We are more than this.
We are more than this. We are more than this. We are more than this.
We are more than this. We are more than this. We are more than this.
We are more than this. We are more than this. We are more than this.
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