To All The Women And The Men

Our Goal Should Be To Achieve Joy

When One Of Us Dies Of Cancer, Loses Her Mind, Or Commits Suicide, We Must Not Blame Her For Her Inability To Survive An Ongoing Political Mechanism Bent On The Destruction Of That Human Being. Sanity Remains Defined Simply By The Ability To Cope With Insane Conditions.

My Mamá Grande, A Tiny Mayan Woman, Took Me Aside When I Was An Adolescent And Told Me Several Things That Didn't Make A Bit Of Sense To My Young And Inattentive Ears, And As Young People Tend To Waste All Attempts Of Our Elders To Relay To Us Wisdom Accumulated Over The Decades, I Thought My Mamá Grande Had A Few Mice In The Attic.

Women Are Not Roses Women Have No Beginning Only Continual Flows. Though Rivers Flow Women Are Not Rivers. Women Are Not Roses They Are Not Oceans Or Stars. I Would Like To Tell Her This But I Think She Already Knows.

I Was Just, Like, Not At All The Office Type; I Was The Artist Type.