We're all seated here at this gathering to experience the truth about our ability to be true. Yet your truth is offensive to my very core; my essence of being of oneness with myself, at one with humanity, an inner eptitude with my Soul FULL dance with life's experiences .
How? I ask myself can I deal with compassion for you and maintain a pride for myself?
Born with a beauty FULL hue yet constantly called by a dominant culture to deny basking in my glory remain unseen. Sunkissed yet ravished by the depths of self hatred - invisible.
How? I ask myself can I sit here, hear and listen to your pain without courting a response?
Most definitely a reaction.
Right now sitting here hearing you, inner turmoil bubbles for me as a witches cauldron yet mine has no other ingredient besides rage and anger. Rage and anger because you can share with "others" even smile about your ability to make friends with "others", but you are unable or unwilling to reach out, to look at or see me and in turn witness your own profoundness.
You seem unable or unwilling to search, to sit still and feel how those of us who look like you are resonating and empathic with your plight, are you even aware that to love "others", you must first touch yourself.
Anything else is fading blackness the ability or disability to be any "other" besides yourself by any and all means necessary. To sabotage a heritage whilst embracing the dominance of a hegemonic nightmare is to render ones self useless and Soul as dead.
I won't be invisible. And no matter what you decide to share, I see you. I will continue to grow empathy and reach you.
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