a refusal [by kaylani]

To be man. To be human.

Ideal conditioned

By contradiction,

By deceit,

By loveless

False charity

Dripping obedience

To the

Emotionless emoticon.

The less than,

            the dehumanized,

Desire

To be man. To be human.

Contort self to conform

To an ideal shaped by myth

Minds conditioned

Conditioned minds = subjective

Our condition is to desire

To be man. To be human.

The men myth is to be  

impressions

goals

jobs

points

points

points

rules

secret

In the condition of our desirous minds

Subjects led by the blind

Who blinded us

I carry a backpack full of crushed light bulbs. I heard them smash when I unstrapped my shoulders and dropped pre-though on the cement walk unable to bare any longer the weight Onward with each change in distance between the earth and my feet the shards of shattered reminders shake their purpose

Self sacrifice

Is to give up propriety of self

Is subpossible

To any but One

This body

Makes visible these wounds

Caused,

Self-Inflicted,

Borne,

Object and subject both

A sense now ghosts.

This too shall pass

Negotiations

Navigate

inner-social-public-private-extra-intra

Investigation of the commodified.

I’ll wear you,  

Give in.

Can’t feel a thing

Through all the layers

Bite through

Senseless

To be man. To be human.

Used by this emoticon you stuck&pasted to my pressbutton words

This conversation begs for shared vocabulary.

Co-creation amidst

A host of abstraction

Pressing motion inward and onward

Obliterate the tion.

“To be is to be like. To be like is to be like the oppressor.” – Paulo Freire