Thursday, February 26, 2009

Insert Truth Here: A Winged Letter Project

I just found this blog.
Insert Truth Here: A Winged Letter Project

I haven't read everything, but I pretty much already know that I love it.
I don't know her name yet! but here goes her self description.

I'm a soap-bubble-blower
-social-justice-peacenik-magic-bean-buying-optimist who loves Ella Baker,Mister
Rogers, movies, watercolors and chocolate like no other. I love reading about,
writing for, learning and working for young people. I also appreciate peace
building, understanding the history of feminisms, clowns, media literacy,
multiracial identity and intercultural dialogues and experiences, LGBT history
and travelogues. My current fascinations include memoirs, snazzy bookmarks and
aerial performance art with just a dash of bubbles.

And here goes a Sesame Street with a young Danny Glover from one her posts, I just had to repost. Ridiculous and great. Ha! I think it's funny. Just me?



METAphoric Love

I hope we can keep this one short and sweet. We try to keep it meta around here you know.
I just finished writing this blurb for The PCF Project. Took me forever. So much to say.
So many meanings. So many layers to this thing, this wish and desire to do this. And I want to share this. I want people to understand. I want people to understand why we feel we have to do this.

It is history. It is future. It is us. It is collective. It is desire to be great. It's something I don't always really know how to express.

Metaphoric. Actual. It is so many things I want to share. And its hard to cut it down sometimes
into a simple description. To imbue it all. Oh, I desire to make it all happen at once. To live in the single moment. Realization. We desire.

We try to keep it meta around here. We have a mission. It is a mission in many ways... to support our friends, our generation, people in the realization of our dreams. Visions. I say that again.. realize our dreams.

No joke. To make real, make actual, make for real real our dreams. Our visions. Who we are and who we know.. we must be. Who we must be. I want to speak this o u t l o u d instead of writing it.


What I have tried to do. is to do this. I want y o u to know.
This journey is apart of a real journey of countless people, countless Black Americans, countless people of color, countless all people, to find freedom. What is freedom you ask? MANY answers
one being..the continuing journey to realize our potential, and find our place/s

This is not simply us journeying to make a film or write a blog or travel on planes, though shoot we do like to do all these things.

It is about our stories as young people, as people, as people of color. And it is about our lives. I'm sounding hecka serious right now/

It is also, honestly, about our journey to do this. That's part of the dream too, right? At least mine. The dream of making this dream happen. The dream of finding the dream. Dream reality? Reality of the dream?

How so?
How can we?

We like to keep it meta. We also like to keep it mantra.
We want..
... we desire..
.. we want

We believe. We can fly.

What do you want?

-IntiSar by near. IntiStar by far.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

editing she schmediting

whoa i'm hecka tired and i know i havent done one of these in a minute. and i am not about to use capitals. been working on the new spaces, new plans, similar goals, further method. you know. love.

i'd like to say something good, hear? that would shine some light into both your and my eyes about what's going on here. what's occurring now and what's coming on next.
i can only say i have great expectations. great expectations. and like always feeling the swell.

boutsa to get realer around here. and more fantastical. and more in the people we are. ahh such a scary seeming thing sometimes. breaking the veil. the mold. the caul. into seeing something. opening up with both mine eyes.
being something. who we are. i am steadying-coming into. again. something i used to know forever.

i don't mean to be vague, but i've been talking to people. and there's some stuff we gotta talk. talk. sorta. but more see and talk and more see

sometimes when i close my eyes, whether they are open or closed i feel like i could fly into space.. like i am in fact moving over the earth. spreading across or a over, a line, fast moving water. and that is me. it is so real as to be real. it is a sense sensation of knowing. of being in a place, but rather also of knowledge. and i can feel the world swell out, stretch out around me. i am like a swiftly moving. i am just a swiftly moving.

superseding and making and being ourselves and moving there. shouting up there.

what good you know?

strategizing. new and old answers. solutions. creations.

we're here and this is our time. can't forget that for fear or defeat.
wake yourself up by the means you find possible ot better the means you imagine-create for yourself. the world.

beyond all concept magical

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

whatchou waiting for.. The PCF 2.0

Sandwich, MA 02-14-09


...rolling out. soon...

Sunday, February 1, 2009