The cracking of illusion like thin glass on fire. The tearing of a curtain – from top to bottom – that separates us from the innermost rooms of the temples of our ideas.
Will we mount up? Will we seize this moment of clarity and acknowledge our awakenings? Will we forgive ourselves for our complicities and see our responsibility to actually pursue these ideas of “love” and “freedom” we all claim to believe in?
Not just in the way we govern ourselves and debate our principles, but in the real revolutionary acts of kindness and compassion we must demand from each other on behalf of our families, communities and planet. What power could we ever possibly have to protect freedom when we do not love each other? And how can we love what we do not know? Much of America is seeing itself clearly for a moment. It feels like the end of a childhood or innocence. Or maybe just ignorance, blissful and otherwise. What will we do? How will we pull the lotus closer to the surface of the mud? Been lost in the labyrinth today…
Text: Adriel Denae