What ifs...
Urgent curiosities
“If we look with curiosity at people who do not share our values, they become interesting rather than threatening…” - James Baldwin
What if life is nothing but a single prose, punctuated with vignettes of journeys taken and missed? A prose that flutters through the vagaries of time in all its lightness, akin to a dream that powers direction and action. Practically no one is driving the story; it is simply going on.
What if pain was originally hilarious, stimulating and refreshing all at once - a reflection of life’s frolicking side at play, that has over time and through generational meaning-making, become the epitome of discomfort?
What if the value of science isn’t in the primary evidence but in its scope for secondary interpretation, a hidden little room of sorts where you can see as far as you can?
What if a life worth living is only evident when we ditch the expansive road in favour of a vertiginous fall - a fall that is empowering yet disorienting, aimless yet purposeful?
What if being thin-skinned (‘sensitive’) is about having the courage to feel the unseen - to confront the parts of life that remain uncherished and undervalued, fuelled by a desire to be free from what is possible and permissible?
What if simplicity is fearless in its own way - unscathed by the temptation to judge, impress, or hide behind an intellectual masquerade, it flourishes by giving voice to life’s most pressing questions that risk reckless dismissal?
What if drops of change can only come from the subtle dilution of resistance?
What if . . .
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