Untitled Emotions

We are the founders to our history.

Yes our history,

Not the history before us,

The history which follows us.

We are the body of our community.

And this is what we witnessed on July 30, 2019:

A traveler is far away from the familiar,

And sheds their cloak,

Trying to fade into the back row.

The weight of the judgmental glances

Tells them that they're chances

Are better out on the road.

If we are the body,

Why aren't our arms reaching?

Why aren't our hands healing?

Why aren't our words teaching?

And what of that road?

The road where they can be harassed?

The road where they can be profiled because of a stereotype?

The road where people can admit their racist acts,

The road where people admit how to stop racism,

The road where racists can overtly and consciously act on their racism.

That's not the road I want to send people on.

And shame on everyone

Who send their siblings onto that road.

Not guilt.

Shame.

I want the road to be the place

Where travelers can broaden their horizons

Where all people can utilize a public resource.

Where strangers feel safe among strangers.

Where the most vulnerable feel the most protected.

That is the road I want to travel.

Since we are the body,

Let's make our arms reach

Let's make our hands heal

Let's make our words teach

Reach those in need.

Heal those in suffering.

Teach the truth

The truth of those who the privilege erases.

Impulse Shopping

I usually don't impulse buy.

Most of the time I browse.

I like examining everything,

But rarely do I leave with something new.

The last two times I made impulse buys were,

Mmm,

Questionable.

They weren't bad.

It was the same thing, yes

I impulsively picked something twice.

I was bored.

And I didn't have anything to lose.

And I had liked the thing in other contexts.

So what could possibly go wrong?

Well...

The first time was user error.

I forgot there was a tab to remove first.

Yeah I am just dumb like that.

~haha oh well~

The second time,

I don't know.

I guess it was bad timing?

~well it wasn't my fault that go around~

So what now?

I think I should stop impulse buying.

It hasn't gone well recently.

Hasn't been been bad,

But I haven't gained anything either.

Guess I will go

Back to browsing,

And leave impulse buying to the straight(up) shopaholics.

Slogging

One wrong move and you’re going under. 

This mud requires perfect balance.

Tread carefully, dear friend.

Single track it to the top.

It’ll be a hard climb.

You’ll find reward on the downhill.

Jump into the river to cool off.

Be mindful of the currents.

~One red and jagged~

~The other blue and slippery~

Ride the waves through.

If you wipe out you can learn.

If you stay on you’ll see you’ve come a ways.

Waves move back to the shore.

You’ll find ground again.

Even a rip current is navigable

~and temporary~

That’s not to say a mark isn’t left.

The water will be disrupted.

The sand below scarred.

But there is also remedy.

Time puts the sand back.

The waves find their rhythm.

Abstinence-Only Propaganda

Why would you do that

to yourself?

What if something goes wrong?

What if you get an infection?

What if it doesn't look how you wanted?

What if you regret it?

Have you thought about the consequences?

You'll lose the strength that

you worked so hard for.

You'll lose sensation that

you'll want, at certain times.

It's a major change.

They're neutral the way they are.

You didn't think like this before

you hung out with those people.