Black Eye

  My first black eye. It’s fascinating the attention that it attracts. This might seem like a strange entry, but yes someone robbed me this past Thursday. In ways, it does hurt my pride although there was nothing I could of done. I didn’t even have a chance to react as he came up behind me and slammed me in the right eye.

   It’s a strange feeling. I’ve made so much progress in living in anti-racist modes of existence. I had become accustomed to my daily/night walks through racialized space. And then this event happens. I’m going to continue to strive to be anti-racist, and to bring harmony into this world. I will return the act of violence with love and respect. I feel retaliation of any sort would only be a weakness, and stands outside of my own way of life.

   Mor made the astute comment that there has to be people like this in the world for there to be a balance. I understand her consideration, although I do feel human beings possess the potentiality to create their own morality which denies evil. But the whole history of Western morality has created this overarching dichotomy. I can only hold my head up, and continue to strive and persevere in my own way. The current predicament exists because of the fact that we live in a racist and racially constituted world, so it is important more than ever I stay true to my belief in respect, harmony, and purity.