my brain is very happy

Words, language and music surround me all day long. and these, in turn, fill my big heart with good aching. like this–

A parrot knifes
through the sky’s bright skin,
a sting of green.
It takes so little
to make the mind bleed
into another country,
a past that you agreed
to leave behind.
-Imtiaz Dharkar, “Exile”

and this–

The starting point of critical elaboration is the consciousness of what one really is and is “knowing thyself” as a product of the historical process to date, which has deposited in you an infinity of traces, without leaving an inventory.
-Antonio Gramsci, “Prison Notebooks”

Yes, it’s time to make my mind bleed into other countries. Time to start taking inventory of that infinity of traces in me. I think that will make the ancestors happy, too.

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