New York New York!

So I've spent a fun filled week in the city, meeting up with friends, making new ones.

I saw stacey ann chin perform and i was really moved by her, where she lives and how she moves through the world. Side Note: Stacey ann had one of the original blogs. I was enamored with her words when she was on Def Poetry and was even more so when she came to Spelman to speak, ruffling more than a couple of feathers talking about masturbation and being a jamaican afro/chinese lesbian.

But seeing her again, and goin to her apartment with the crew was further evidence of her not only talking the talk but walking the walk as well.

And I don't know if I am going to go there. Am I forever going to be mired in the words of the revolution, with out the action? And if that's the case what impact will that have on anything?

And why am I so keen on revolution anyway? Why am I so desperate to make the world a better place by the peaceful overthrowing of the capitalist system and the genuine adoption of human rights ideology?

I am so stifled by a muzzle of my own design and i'm looking to others to help me dismantle it but only I have the ability to remove it.

Fear is the mind killer, as Paul says in Dune, and I will not allow myself to die!

(I'm so terribly dramatic)