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Facing Racing Eyes

So, I guess a 12 year old American brown male playing by himself with a toy gun is outside your boundary for normal early-adolescent activity. Well, I can see why you would need to draw your boundary for healthy rationality outside his grassy field of fire-armed play. I can see why we need to draw this line of "only predictably domesticated life matters" the way we do to look our friends and children in the eyes while saying, "I can accept this loss as one caused by an unfortunately timed dual act of wildness;" But is it not significantly wilder to fire ballistics at youth than for youth to fire only ballistic imagination? I can see that we need to doubt reasonable risks of public recreation for some lives differently than other lives and times to gaze into our social-cultural mirror with both eyes with fully comprehensive integrity: "We accept that Black Adolescent Lives Splatter loss across our leaking shared loves and livelihoods, thereby wilting our collective mental health, starving our social wealth for future regeneration, and yet hope we still dream of somehow re-transposing, All Lives Matter in current US eco-political culture. Now that is egocentric mendacity; not even Anthro-centric integrity. We each and all must hunt our way toward facing our fear of ourselves our lack of empathy and consciousness our neglectful lack of fully activating functional-flowing information. Some hunting ways bring further Business As Usual cognitive-affective dissonance; further failure of polycultural integrity, further degenerative mono-egocultural stasis. Some hunting ways promise more co-operative co-arising ballast for culturally active hope. It is this ballast we seek between our self/other-reflecting eyes, hoping to discover peace within as justice without, and not more enslaving reductive addiction to ballistics of overly-automated violence, full-will without sufficient time to assess full-intent, responding to fear of fear ourselves, right between our blindered eyes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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