For a long time, I have tried to look out of the great pyramid to see exactly what I looked like. Then One day, the outer casing of the pyramid was taken out and here I am strong, all the false covering have been taken out. I am extraordinary, direct and willing to be seen. I am a tall dark cyprees trees in a cemetery, I have seen it all, the suffering human harbours and you can now see me too.For a long time I have drunk a very weak cup of tea just trying to balance out my inner and outer world so that I can respond to the challenge of everyday life and still be with people. But oh well I have enough, I am ready to drink the whole potion and get the darkness out of myself so I can truly shine and fly high out of the pie..I was the hermit in the mountain, painting on the ceiling of a cave all that I was and all that I will be, painting the world what it was andf all that it will be, painting beauty what it was and all that it will be. I was an alligator swimming slowly through a swamp trying my best to meet my end goal. I am now an elegant women sitting on a porch waiting for you to come and see what was created … I have a goal is to show you something different we are maybe in a terrarium filled with carnivorous plants yet we can make it wonderful.
The blur is real. When I was young, I was sent every holiday, in one of the toughest neighbourhood in Paris where most children of immigrants can be found, to experience first hand what it means to be a product of your environment. I was bullied not because of the colour I shared with them but what I represented in their mind - the product of a middle-class family. Yes, I was born neither white or black. I identify as mixed race. I was privileged to be raised in a household where your creativity and ingenuity was more prized than any other type of achievement (i.e. education, getting married or making money). The experience made me appreciate even more what was given to me. The experience also forced me to be very selective in what I was allowed to say depending on the people I was with. Social oppression in the age of free speech is just too real when you are young and uneducated. As for now, I am more educated and aware that free speech is one of the foundations of o...
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