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Sou Ni Tile

Where do we begin?

The earliest fog of memory of clenching the bucket of water over our head at the end of the shower. Both hands clenched from side to side with the feeling of championship make on the chest.

Or glued onto the TV screens huddled over one another as we saw Tom's plans foiled again.

Maybe it was the passing of aba a man we hardly knew but others cared for so deeply, crocodile hatchling tears eye to eye from an early light.


Speaking from my own subjective experience but I'm so desperate to connect the maybe in the moment we share in our past.

Like the lunchtime music speaker circles, cycling from the newest grime to dancehall to reggaeton song.

Or after school love, strolling from the music room to DT the grip on their hand to yours embodying the love for you and the moment.


No...

these are just sand molecules in the ocean of human experience but Mt Everest to you and I.

But what is it I'm attempting to communicate?

Split into two I see

Maybe my attempt to open the tank valve of my life and its significance to you, from memory to moment and what it means. But a waste without my eyes don't you believe?


The other and more precise is enclosed around the notion of the "Gift"


Pull yourself further in the reading who knows if you are still around but what I'm attempting to say might leave you with a smile or frown.

But then leave if you must, maybe I haven't peaked interest. But what I attempt to say may enlighten so consider it spiritual invest....ment


Alright


You and I


You and I



Truly understand that on the levels present: Distance, internet, gender, age, time, and the sip of tea you had that may have brightened your mood 4 years ago.

We are so different in the fundamentals of our genetic makeup, socio-cultural upbringings, and chemical balance in our brains that the millimeter and nanosecond in our lives alter everything in our approach and internalization of the world. (I may have lost you halfway but if you're still here continue on.)


These vast cruel savannahs that distance me and you mean everything if we care to investigate and nothing if we choose to live our lives standardly oblivious which fallls under no wrong, then again maybe poor choice.

Once in a lifetime to be discovered or not. We may encounter ourselves with the opportunity of a bridge from one world to another:


Arrakis to Niflheim

Twin Peaks to Mullohand Drive

The Holy Mountain to El Topo

Chelsea FC to AS Sotema

GSP to Khabib

Henrietta Lacks to Sojourner Truth

Megan to Nicki

Dedan Kimathi to Amilcar Cabral

Pop Smoke to Migos

Tiger Woods to Rory McIlroy

Wilt Chamberlin to Damian Lillard

Castro to Kahu$h

Trump to Fred Hampton

Angela Davis to Frida Kahlo

René Magritte: Les Amants to Jean Michel Basquiat: Boxer Rebellion


You see what I'm trying to convey that by chance we may stumble across another and an opportunity arises whose probability is so far that more often than not would lead to a syntax error. However we arrive there, the most paramount decision we make in our lives possibly before proceeding inwards is to gauge them on every level. This may take 72 seconds, 9 days, 33 weeks to 54 years, who knows? It may vary from one to the other.


But once we decide what is right for us.

If they are right.



ONE LUV AND GREATNESS ONLY






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