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Reblogging because it reminds me of Ginger! :D
Be of service. You are taking your degree into a society dominated by concentrated poverty and a vulnerable middle class, a society where it is harder to pay for education, harder to find a job, harder to buy a house and harder to hold onto those things even if you manage to get them. You are entering adulthood during a period of mass incarceration and near constant war. There is a lot for you to do. Service is the rent you pay for the space you take up on the earth, and as a relatively privileged American you take up a lot of space. We are the most consuming, polluting, wasteful nation on earth. So your rent is steep. Pay it with service.
That awkward moment when you wake up to news you literally have no idea how to respond to.
When.
Mourning the mornings we won’t share again
Newness in noon preempted by pain
Knight by night armored in friendly reflections.
This knighthood eclipses mourning
The way we love night over morning
But they’re both worthy of a process
I only gave to one.
I give others time to heal
But I only let myself heel
Becoming a simulacra of leadership
I had before noon.
Feeling the feelings I can’t feel out loud
Waiting for weights to be lifted someday
Shall I relinquish knighthood for any of you?
“Uwaaah! I’m gonna be late!”
I’m Obama Barakku, 47 years old! Starting today, I’m gonna be a president!
-SPITS OUT DRINK-
what the fuck did i just watch
I don’t know but it really speaks to me
