For the past 4 days, I ve ridden a bus to and from work. At lunch, Ive walked for 20 minutes or more. In this time, Ive seem dragonflies, butterflies, a set of geese ( who the bus slowed down to grant crossing to), and a lot of people, none of whom sagged their pants, swore, or drove like an asshole. All of a sudden, I can see the vacuum I was in, and already, I am feeling better. Even awake individuals, like ErHu, who understand hood life, were not witness to it 50 hours a week. He remembered his younger years, and witnessed what he was while passing through. He, and no one really was able to have my perspective. To understand thee cycles in place, the genesis of damaged family lines. For now I cant go further- simply underlining the differences- the contrast between the two. I remember early on in the TLP, Brian remarked that that there are no squirrels in north Lawndale, because it’s just that bed there. And now dragonflies emerge from lush gardens and expanses of grass- while geese take a leisurely stroll against 4 lanes of commuter traffic. No one is yelling, no one is mad. The people are just waiting for the geese top pass, and paying no mind to the dragonflies. They don’t even notice. They don’t even know that there are places that squirrels wont go.
between hope and despair, we exist.
August 19, 2010
Some first impressions: