Strangeness
Is the experience of
imposing our preconceived notions
upon that which is, for the first time, relating
with our sense of the world and
our place in it.
Strangeness
is your conscience
scouring the stacks of your
past selves and relations with the
world, looking for the color or shape that
lie before your unexpecting, virgin eyes
blinding your senses as your inner
self calls you to say there’s
nothing here;
“that is
new.”
Strangeness
is the barrier we appropriate
to defend our habits
from change.
Strangeness
is the box in the
hall closet for deposit
of the differences we wish
not to talk about when
certain folks are
over for tea
only the contents
are a human being;
they encompass our
inner meanings and
isolated feelings of
the way all these
social dealings
estrange
our place and taste
in our homes and bodies.
Strangeness
blames a concept,
an interchangeable face
or fact of mob mentality
with no peer-review
and nothing to
say to you
because another
opinion
would be
different than
imposing our biases
on what we see before us
when our conscience is confronted
with something new, but just ignores us
and paints the image with a question mark face
but with angry eyebrows to perpetuate hate so
it’s easier to make fates for kids and elders
in poor states, while another turns the
tide to desecrate all other’s faiths
so they never really ever
feel home in this
space.
Strangeness
is the normalization
of victimization through
unconscious habituation of
inaction through disinterest of
the innate person and principles of
their being and place, value, meaning in
the world, as a vast interconnected system
of the same beings at various degrees
frequencies, and vibrations of
energy and raw potential
for just about
anything.
Strangeness
is the dualism of
our life in the cosmos,
and the paradoxes.
Strangeness
is the opposite
of seeing the grass
greener on the other side
or the glitter of gold
as the sun shines
bright and
high.
Strangeness
occurs when we
are incapable of
facing the unknown
without the habit of
judgement, founded
in the known, jumps
before the urge to
seize an opportunity
to learn and see,
once again,
anew.