“It took many years of vomiting up all the filth I’d been taught about
myself, and half-believed, before I was able to walk on the earth as though
I had a right to be here.”
— James Baldwin, Collected Essays
i wish earth was more like a library. ppl speaking in soft voices on the streets everything shared and borrowed.
Be silent in a group of people for a long time and see what each of them projects onto you, how they see you even though you gave them nothing. You can understand a lot by silence, how universe reflects and deflects itself onto you. Who you are and who you become depending on who sees you.
The world seeks to label us, categorize us and pack us neatly into boxes.
But we are humans, not objects. We are viscous. We dance around the lines between solid and liquid.
We change and evolve. We ebb and flow. We shrink and grow.
Fluidity is the essence of our humanity.