Grid City Overload (Steven T. Bramble)
i finished reading while my students were writing an essay, which is unfortunate because i really needed to scream and pace around and talk really quickly and not make any sense. i resorted to writing. i wrote:
so many thoughts. the kind of thoughts that matter to me. the kind to get lost in. the big pictures and the whys and the crux of human everything.
brilliant.
i think the book reaches me on a subconscious level i'm not even fully aware of.
it speaks to my biggest unanswered questions-
voices real abstract fears-
holds up a shattered mirror.
no hope-
and a severe comfort as a result of that hopelessness
the refusal to redeem or deliver a purpose-
but the articulation of the absence-
the inevitable loneliness of existing at all-
the out-of-controlness embedded at the foundation of everything we do.
the in-control parts playing out like desperate attempts at pacification-
applying identifying titles and labels and ideologies like sun screen to protect us from some absence
we can't cope with or identify or ignore
the general paranoia-
the mystery we are even to ourselves-
we cannot even begin to answer the whys behind our own actions-
much less some larger network of purpose
the cyclical patterns of generations falling and rising-
embracing and rebelling-
changing everything-
changing nothing
that's not even the half of it-
my mind is swimming.
(i hope you read it.)
i hope he never stops writing.
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