Theatre - World Theatre Day 2016
Happy World Theatre Day everyone.
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Thursday, March 24, 2016
Thoughts - On Tomorrow
Thoughts - On Tomorrow
It's not enough that when we look at bigots, racists, and the discriminatory that we shake our heads and ponder how they will be on the wrong side of history one day. That day is today. That moment is now. Unless we fight to correct attitudes of belittlement, othering, and discrimination, 'history one day' will always be a tomorrow that never comes.
It's not enough that when we look at bigots, racists, and the discriminatory that we shake our heads and ponder how they will be on the wrong side of history one day. That day is today. That moment is now. Unless we fight to correct attitudes of belittlement, othering, and discrimination, 'history one day' will always be a tomorrow that never comes.
Saturday, March 5, 2016
Musings - Son
Musings - Son
The greatest failing I have as a son, is that I cannot seem to make myself known to my father. I am an extension of an idea, an archaic concept, but not a human. I am this collection of synapses in error.
To him, I am not a being, but a thing.
The greatest failing I have as a son, is that I cannot seem to make myself known to my father. I am an extension of an idea, an archaic concept, but not a human. I am this collection of synapses in error.
To him, I am not a being, but a thing.
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Thoughts - Reversing Diversity
Thoughts - Reversing Diversity
When someone responds to my posting that has the hastag #BlackLivesMatter, with their post of #AllLivesMatter...
I usually just block them immediately. Here's why. Because that person doesn't understand. They are replying to the intentionality that I have for a social plight with attempting to undermine mine. That's the problem. They are hoping to make one cause into every cause. But one cause isn't every cause. Every cause, whether it's LGBTQ, Suicide Prevention, Racial Discrimination, Sexism, or the myriad of other ways humans find ways to hate each other....requires different approaches.
Some of the steps we use to bring empathy to the 'other side' so to speak are common, but in many cases, the societal battles we fight for equality and justice are very different.
To conflate them into one thing, is to demean the struggles many of us have with our skin colour, our gender, our identity, our personal struggles, or our ethnicity or cultural heritage.
If you don't understand that, then the truth is that your understanding of plight is ignorant at best, and destructive at worst.
When someone responds to my posting that has the hastag #BlackLivesMatter, with their post of #AllLivesMatter...
I usually just block them immediately. Here's why. Because that person doesn't understand. They are replying to the intentionality that I have for a social plight with attempting to undermine mine. That's the problem. They are hoping to make one cause into every cause. But one cause isn't every cause. Every cause, whether it's LGBTQ, Suicide Prevention, Racial Discrimination, Sexism, or the myriad of other ways humans find ways to hate each other....requires different approaches.
Some of the steps we use to bring empathy to the 'other side' so to speak are common, but in many cases, the societal battles we fight for equality and justice are very different.
To conflate them into one thing, is to demean the struggles many of us have with our skin colour, our gender, our identity, our personal struggles, or our ethnicity or cultural heritage.
If you don't understand that, then the truth is that your understanding of plight is ignorant at best, and destructive at worst.
Friday, January 22, 2016
Life - Weird
Life - Weird
Don't you think it's weird? How we sometimes just walk right through other people's lives? This fleeting moment of almost contact for a minute, an hour, a day. This compounded entire other existence of memories, moments, words, and truths and we interact with that other for this minuscule thing. And then we're done.
And we might never see that person again?
Don't you think that's weird?
Don't you think it's weird? How we sometimes just walk right through other people's lives? This fleeting moment of almost contact for a minute, an hour, a day. This compounded entire other existence of memories, moments, words, and truths and we interact with that other for this minuscule thing. And then we're done.
And we might never see that person again?
Don't you think that's weird?
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Writing - Shattered Moon
Writing - Shattered Moon
A shattered moon rose over the night sky. Over the silt-salt oceans boiled away as they watched from the heights of a half-crumbled cloudtower. Beneath, the wilds of concrete seethed and burned, but up here, with the winds and grit for company, a dystopic peace had settled. His hand clutched in hers, the slow crawl of stars plied their soft twinkling dance through the sky.
A shattered moon rose over the night sky. Over the silt-salt oceans boiled away as they watched from the heights of a half-crumbled cloudtower. Beneath, the wilds of concrete seethed and burned, but up here, with the winds and grit for company, a dystopic peace had settled. His hand clutched in hers, the slow crawl of stars plied their soft twinkling dance through the sky.
They were lonely.
In an empty place, devoid in heart of courage there was little to do but watch, wait, and wonder. Until the slow crash of stone and steel sent them plunging cold to the embrace of ash.
Life - Early Morning
Life - Early Morning
So I went out to see the planets aligned because I was awake anyway. And instead of taking a blurry picture of the sky, I just enjoyed it.
So I went out to see the planets aligned because I was awake anyway. And instead of taking a blurry picture of the sky, I just enjoyed it.
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