Institutionalized

I’d like to conflate a few issues. Watching Africa Uncensored “In Tribe we Trust” I am reminded of a conversation I once had where it was explained to me that tribe is an ideology. This makes sense. Close communities pass on lessons to their own on how to survive. An tale as old as time – literally. These lessons, become…

e-god (egod? egoed)

It’s easy to see how the sun was seen as a god by many cultures. Now, given things we know and take for granted, it seems a bit odd. But, watching the sun set over the misty green interspersed with city, it’s easy to see this. Perhaps in this same way, humans will sit somewhere and think “it’s easy to…

The Poet, the poeted and the poetee

One must agree though that grasping at straws is only useful if your mind understands the concept of holding on. Otherwise to clutch at straws is to guarantee not only ones own destruction, but that of straws as well. Maybe this is why straws are wary of humans. “I met a straw once” Mr x. He didn’t like being called…

From their slumber

They woke the sleeping giants from their eternal slumber. The great protectors of the realm, once silenced – stripped of their power, had gone into a thousand years of sleep. And it is during this sleep that they ravaged the land, stripped it of its minerals and its vitamins. Left it barren – unable to give life to the people.…

By the Neck

There’s a latent pervasive assumption that’s false. Yet somehow because it pervades we don’t see it. It is like the thing that should be most apparent becomes the thing that we refuse to see – instead we trade in the current sea – currencies of now being passed to each other in dark alleys. Vulnerabilities broken and shattered. The things…

For the Caterpillar

In many ways, I know that nothing I tell you will change the course of history. The vanity of time doesn’t allow it to be changed by the whims of men. And the nature of perception is so deeply coded in the ways in which we understand each other – in which we hide from each other. So deeply rooted…

Soft Landings

By the time we had begun to take apart the metaphors that we use to keep ourselves up we thought we could fly. Perhaps this, in itself, was a testament to the metaphors – definitions of who we are were always strong enough to adapt to the changing world. But were we? Robbed of our metaphors we spiraled into a…

The cart goes behind the horse

When you get tired of dragging yourself around you will begin to look for someone to pull you through. Perhaps it is around this time that you will realise that you can only organize your life around your feet. And that your shoulders can only carry as much as they can carry. Perhaps then you will learn to deconstruct the…

Travel On

You owe your freedom to yourself. This is not a rallying call. A call to fight against or to challenge. Rather it is a call to question. Identify your freedoms and pursue them. Work towards something rather that away from it. Work at a deliberate pace, always being cautious of your fellow labourer – they too have their struggle. Find…