Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Focus on the art. It's sure as fuck not going to focus on you.

There's something wild about living in any particular era, like in Malcolm X when Joe Louis wins the fight and the streets fill and the train workers can't stay mad; personal struggles become wrapped in the overarching narrative of collective experience. History is wild like that. When people like Obama conduct the thoughts of millions, those thoughts become palpable--like a living and concious entity. It's the same power that drove MLK to madness and depression.

Being there is strange because of the particularity of the experience. It's always so mundane, and so much a part of your everyday life. And yet there is something bigger.

I think God works in history. Does that conflict with the idea that God works through self discovery? I guess not, as long as it's moral and not technological/scientific discovery that is comprised by the God of history.

Make a highway, Barack.

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