December 11th

We have been taught apathy for a very long time.
Ever since we were students: the teacher knew, and the students were taught; the teacher talked and the students listened; the teacher chose and the students complied.
This type of interaction makes us- both the teacher and the student, less human. It turns us into adaptable, manageable and apathetic individuals.
In this state of being, the world will never be transformed. It leads us to adjust, and it inhibits creative power. We never learn to challenge an answer, we almost never create using only our humanness. The part of the brain that we lose here, is the part in which, inside, holds the hope of our world. We must train ourselves to imagine things differently than the way they are now, and we must find the bravery to take action. A great mind attracts great things.

I am becoming freedom. I am freedom. It is not an ideal located outside of myself;
freedom is the indispensable condition for the quest for my completion.

December 9th

It is difficult for me to believe that God knows what is to come.
It's sort of like having a one way ticket to a different place on the planet; if there is no plane ticket to look at and know that you will be leaving, then your experiences become more real, and you are able to feel things with a greater intensity. You will hate it with everything in you, because there is no concrete hope. You will love it like you have never loved anything, because you know you are not leaving. You would give that place your whole self, because there would be nothing to hold back.

If God breathes with us, and feels with us, then perhaps God does not know the future. Perhaps God really does feel what I feel, and is confused when I am confused. If God knows what is coming, then would God be able to experience fear when bombs flew in a war zone? Would God cry with an African child when he is orphaned by AIDs? Maybe God does not know the plans of the universe, perhaps the thing that God knows is that everything is going to be alright.

If God knows all the answers, then I don't know how anyone can tell me that I could identify with God, because all I know, is all the questions.

Perhaps the future of this world is inside of us,
instead of God's day planner.

December 7th

The people who I admire most are the powerful people:
those who have allowed their power to spring up from their weakness, and in doing so, become stronger and and more powerful than they ever could have imagined.
It's this sort of unspeakable, awe-inspiring power that rises up in places of war, tragedy, hunger, despair; places of weakness.
The power of the oppressed means liberation for all mankind. Men who have never known real pain, or turmoil, who do not know the pain of starvation and who cannot identify with loneliness-- these people do not have the capability, the capacity or the power to free us.

I do not have the capacity to liberate the oppressed, I only have the capacity to struggle along with them, and to learn all I can from them.
That's what I commit myself to do.

December 4th

I am not afraid to confront, to listen, or to see the world unveiled;
Being afraid of these things leads to neutrality, pride, destruction and injustice.
I am not afraid to meet people, or to enter into dialogue with them;
I am who I am because of who we all are.
I do not consider myself the proprietor of history,
or of all people, or the liberator of the oppressed, but
I do commit myself
to fight at their side.

I pray that I will never be satisfied until we enter a new earth: one which every child determines their own destiny, instead of becoming victim to a system the instant they are born. I pray this, but so often, I do find myself satisfied. That is okay. It is okay for me to be happy, I need to learn that. I need to learn that I need not feel guilty for sharing a laugh, or a coke. It is okay that I have a bed, and a mom and a dad. Most of my life is spent doing nothing at all to make the world a better place, but all I can do is keep breathing. Each breath is becoming a permanent part of the universe, and I cannot find an argument against the fact that it is enough. If we all just keep breathing, and continue to become whatever it is that we are; if we practice differences, float free of time and remind ourselves that life is rich and beauty is everywhere, this world will become a better place with every moment: it must.