The battle that you're fighting is within you.
Your misogyny and hate,
your anger and rage,
your resistances and fear,
they are all inside of you.
Once, I was interviewed, along with an International Socialist,
about why I had attended an economic forum in San Diego.
I shared my peace - that I tend to my home, my heart and my community
because it is where I can affect the most change.
He wanted to argue my offering. With his fists raised, he spoke to the nefarious
evil that exists "out there" and the systems of oppression that must be brought down.
"I didn't know this was a debate," I compassionately communicated.
I recently lived with a man considered to be a darling of our activist community.
He brought all of his groceries home in plastic bags, after which he'd write his name on all of his perishable goods and place them in our "communal" refrigerator. He thinks he is fighting a system with all of his talk about bringing down the borders that exist in the world. Yet, he neglects to realize that unless he knocks down the borders in his own home, in his kitchen and around his heart, all of his words will fall on empty ears.
So....you can argue semantics until you're blue in the face; you can take down my work; you can pretend that I don't exist, as you go on shoving your phallis in holes, thinking that you can fill up your sad sense of self by take take taking from another. I've already been burned and rejected, baby.
This time around, I LAUGH.
