I really hate when people say things like “don’t make it political” or that people shouldn’t bring politics into their work.
You do realize that a lot of things are inherently political, right? Even if it’s not obviously stated the majority of things that are created and released to the public do have some form of politics ingrained within them.
All I hear when someone says this is that they don’t want to face their own prejudices and privilege and stay within their own fixed bubble of ignorance and complacency in supporting such oppressive systems.
I get not wanting to always have political discussions. However, if every single time someone says that excuse whenever someone brings up any type of oppression or issue, what you’re really saying isn’t that you don’t want things to be political. It’s that you don’t want anything that goes against your own politics and therefore you want to silence others.
Perhaps instead of being so quick to pull the “don’t make it political” card, actually listen and take the time to understand what it is that people are discussing and wanting to present in their work instead of trying to shut it down because you rather stay in your own privileged bubble that only caters to you and your way of thinking.
Take not whenever someone uses this line and see what it is that they’re saying is political and shouldn’t be. I garuntee you it always will be directed at minority issues and voices.
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My brain wasted all its energy for today by giving me a ridiculously vivid dream last night. It had such a detailed storyline for the first part. And i ended up waking up with a massive headache only on the left side of my head. It was a weird one though.
I wish i had written all of it down when i woke up in the middle of the night. I probably would've been able to recall more of the story, but I've still got a gist now and i know i wouldnt have been able to go back to sleep nearly as easy.
The dream kind of played out like a first person video game. Apparently i was this guy who got stuck between two points in time and couldn't control how he was going between them. Like the first point in time, the normal time and where he wanted to be, it was the real world. The only part i saw of it was this dark street corner filled with middle school kids waiting for their bus. After i walked past these kids, i was suddenly in the other time.
This one, it was daytime in a totally different area. The entire time i was there, i felt this feeling of deja vu, as if this had been a game i had played before. I ended up being led to this massive mansion in a lovely gated courtyard by a young girl. There was this voice that kept telling me what i should be doing. It told me to find a hidden room in the mansion. So i did.
There was a secret room in the first living room that opened up to a massive loom automatically weaving this long white and blue tapestry with detailed embroidery of fish and dragons. It waved in the wind out this large window in the back of the room. It was honestly gorgeous, patterned like an old antique piece of porcelain.
The voice came up again, telling me that i needed to stop the loom from finishing this tapestry. Supposedly it was dangerous and was the only thing holding me in this timeline. The voice also told me that i needed to 'girl it up' and go get changed in an upstairs bedroom to look like a girl.
I didn't do that part. I literally just said "fuck you, no" and left the house to find what i needed to stop that loom.
Then i got to the end of the courtyard and was about to go back outside the gates, but the voice stopped me, continuing to tell me to change. In order to continue, i needed to take the little girl's identity so i could go into the nearby town.
I remember that was the end of it. I had literally 'saved the game' and just woke up.
Then i got back to sleep again. This time, i was finally out. I was a girl this time. I can only assume it was a later part of this 'game'.
I was wandering certain states (i looked at a map, it was literally in like Kansas or something) with this 30yo man. (I had this feeling coming from him as if he were my uncle, but he looked more like a friend of mine)
We were apparently on the run from something and it was catching up to us very slowly. We ended up stopping twice, once at this body of water to check out this creature sitting by the side of the road. It reminded me of a dog, but was definitely Not a dog. It was the size of a small great dane and looked more alien than anything. It was friendly and we ended up allowing it to travel with us until we reached this vacant house. We were able to eat, shower, and even managed to feed this dog thing (he only wanted a raw steak... idk where it came from but i got him one)
This part wasn't nearly as vivid and clear, but i do remember going out to this river in a desert nearby and having some long conversations with this man. He was very kind and took care of me very well, defending me from whatever was creating danger for us.
We also ended up meeting this group of people who were swimming in the river and having a picnic and we joined them for a while.
There wasn't much else to it, but holy hell was all that A Lot.
Memory Monday, Week 146
Memory Monday, Week 146
This week, images of the Northern California coast and some trains from Southern California and Oregon. I’m not sure of the location of all but two of the coastal shots, although they look very much like some of the places I’ve visited in recent years in Sonoma and Mendocino counties. The Harbor seals are also a familiar sight as they nap on the rocks or bob their heads up from the…
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