Political heart

Assessing myself these days, yknow, lesbian again these days, politics handcuffed to choice, and personal dilemmas in strife

I thought on whence it came thus

All along a narrative of abstract cold thinking i met, going back, church and state, and of late, capitalism and it’s partner materialism, and, overwhelmed my spirit was burdened with it,

The future ahead it’s said, we choke on whale carcass, fall in love with ai, atomise our lives, all with an evangelical faith in the material, I wondered where my spirit was going to go, and

As I thought, I felt, way down, an animal, embodied, and loving existence, of the spirit made material, the material corrupted with abstract love of a dead spirit, and to love life for a moment, to feel life in our spirit would shape our destiny, if we Took the time

( and graffiti,

G

Signed)