dervish |
this is an exact quote from my childhood best friend the other day
her response to me telling her that the word I "chose" for this year was churn.
(really the words always choose me, or maybe we meet each other, as though I'm asked to dance and I accept)
I guess it does seem to have some negative connotations from a certain perspective...
its the only one that fits .
The world is dark and ugly right now and I have been immersed in it in a 'can't look away from it' type of way,
I feel hyper aware of environmental destruction, both global/abstract and personal/intimate.
At home our jobs are insecure and the anticipation of that change...
are we fucked or free? both?
are we fucked or free? both?
bombarded at all levels
here is the thing though, sometimes I start to feel like butter
brutally transformed
churned