Hi, goodmorning!
Today, I get to work on my blog for however long I want! At some point I got to go to the post office. I also want to check out this massive zine library here. I hope to publish my own zines in the future when I have time. Which I guess is now, but I'm updating my blog!
I went to the local grocery store today and with some of the last of my EBT for this month bought dried mango slices assorted like a flower. This brings me joy. I feel the acceleration of joy and mania and I wonder what is responsible for this. A part deep inside me is worried that the acceleration of joy will come to a full stop with the responsibilites I will come to have moving north. There are many options I have,,, I have a busy weekend.
The dream I had today again was an absurdist platform. I wonder what is responsible for this. The general thoughts and emotions I had during the day manifested into visual scenarios and conversations with structures built out of seemingly trauma. About bathrooms, about bedrooms, about losing my belongings, about living in this country, it was all manifested into absurdist scenarios. I want to learn the chemicals that go into this, and my attention is beginning to turn to DNA.
I talked to a man on the street yesterday who was drinking a cappuccino and reading the Kybalion. We began talking about plant intelligence and he pointed towards "epigenetics". He described it as the study of DNA that effects your neurochemicals and the way you feel and behave that is out of our control. I am fascinated by this new word and need to look into this field of study. I fear dissapointment, yet I am excited for blank spaces to fill. I want to write an essay and submit to university professors and see what I can learn or get involved with. Even then, I do not want to be entangled with the system of explotation. Only to learn from talking. I do not want money besides to fund art, food, transportation, and shelter. If money is what I need to meet those needs I will meet them. For education, I do not want that. I do not want to become seperate from the world I have come to know.
Universities give me hope for the future. The organization I see and the knowledge that is growing. Teacher and students become a network of vines, a garden of knowledge. Will they put up a fight and what side are they on? When the explotation ceases to flow to our gas and oil... when the earth's resources has been extracted enough to heat blast the southwest and dry up the Colorado River... what will the institutions do when the infrastructure cannot go on?
Could it be a time of community upon us? A new world full of gardens and parks and food for all? Will the dream of liberation live on?
The generation upon us is wrapped in fear. The only way civilization will truly fail is if the people succumb to their fear. Right now is a prime opportunity to choose love and action. Do not hesitate in your generosity. Trust in the power of your individual action. Trust in the power of building community.
You depend on it more than you know
ft. doodle of opomo
