The Evil of Unbridled Comparison

We compete, rather than collaborate. We think superiority, rather than equality. Or, we feel inferiority, rather than equality. We wish the worst, rather than hope for the best. We malign, rather than align. We celebrate their demise, rather than celebrate their success. We withhold congrats, rather than shower praises. We go solo, rather than goContinue reading “The Evil of Unbridled Comparison”

Will we rise again?

Rising from enslaved graves. Rising from Indentured graves. Rising from graves of plantation injustice. Rising from graves of indentured servitude. Rising to Emancipation. Rising to political Independence. Rising to Nationhood. Rising to a new destiny. Buried again in the hulls of regional air travel. Buried again on the plantations of regional airports. Buried again inContinue reading “Will we rise again?”

Our Mother’s Womb/The First Teacher of Emancipation

Our mother’s womb – the first teacher of Emancipation The womb feels enclosing yet liberating. confining yet flexible. imprisoning yet the possibility to exist and exit. controlling yet freeing. The womb feels like an intimate, warm space dominated by water, yet not drowning. with limited room for movement, yet enough space for growing. overwhelmed withContinue reading “Our Mother’s Womb/The First Teacher of Emancipation”

Volcanic Desire

Deep inside, there’re volcanic desires rumbling, roaring, and restless, pulsating, pulsing, and pushing. Deep inside, there’re volcanic desires waiting, weeping, and wanting connection, completion, and company. Deep inside, there’re volcanic desires lonely, listening, and lusting, for companionship, community, and communion. Deep inside, there’re volcanic desires sending signals to the surface testing, tempting and tasting. DeepContinue reading “Volcanic Desire”