the view from here

you were merely
you

and i was merely
i

and the meager mereness
of our
nearness

billowing,

we.

 

you
         and
                       me.


what have invisible children to do with smelly shirts?

for the next month i plan on wearing the same two shirts again, and again, and again.

thirty two days to be exact

with the hope of raising awareness about Uganda’s invisible children.

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if you haven’t heard about the LRA and the thousands of  children who have been, and continue to be kidnapped and forced to join the LRA, and the hundreds of thousands who have been murdered or displaced as a result, then I encourage you to make the time to watch the documentaries:

“Invisible Children”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0XQEysQJPQ
and
“War Dance” http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6547143034681962841

while it is easy for us, (myself included) to ignore the problems that seem to be too daunting to even begin to address…pretending that these problems don’t exist, only exacerbate them.  the reality is that there is selfishness, brutality, and depravity beyond our westernized-priveledged-educated comprehension. And while it seems impossible that any efforts we can make will even begin to make a dent, i am more and more convinced everyday that it’s true that “the bad guys” are not the enemy, so much as our own apathy is.

so though it is an infinitesimal thing… along with thousands all around the world, this month i plan on wearing my shirts to help spread awareness about the children being abducted in Uganda.

shirt one:
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“I heart the LRA*
*    90% of the LRA are abducted children”

shirt two:
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a depiction of the uniforms the children wear.

on the 25th of april… plan on attending ‘the rescue’ so you can add to the dent that is being created. it is taking place in 100 cities around the world http://therescue.invisiblechildren.com/en/#/event/

more information is available here:
http://www.invisiblechildren.com/home.php

i’ll keep you updated.


i like florida… most of the time.

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Mar 17
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last night
i again found myself
tossing and turning,
considering, deliberating
the endless thoughts
and implications-

that keep me awake,
but eventually
become dreams
while i sleep.

i was
ruminating
you, You, him

and
the duct tape that is
scarcely
holding the binding of my
textbook together.

i couldn’t differentiate
which was of most importance
at the moment.

they all intersected at some point
weaving and connecting
even if they are
unrelated.

and so it was:
questions of death and dying
security
the lack of it,

love,
and then.

not love
?

and the unknown function of the appendix

you four frustrate me
keeping me up at night
with questions
that cannot be answered,
but only asked

yet
despite much coffee and confusion
all of you, I love.

yes, even the book
that is held together
by that amazing
grey sticky stuff.

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anatomy and physiology book… you are BEAT!