the analyst's seat

“It is time to ask very hard questions and to take very rude positions.”
— James Baldwin, 1963

“The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.”
— Anaïs Nin

“And the world does not spare me… . There is not in the world one single poor lynched bastard, one poor tortured man, in whom I am not also murdered and humiliated.”
— Aime Cesaire, “And the dogs were silent” This is a tentative intro to a series I’m working on of, so far, five songs in total.

"…for these strange pilgrims, ending up in the wastebasket will be like the joy of coming home".
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Cartagena de Indias, April 1992

So far, this is my favorite of the tracks I’ve made this year.

(via altiplanos)

“Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that.”
— Ally Condie, Matched

“Who am I, without exile?” as well as the recurring refrain, “what shall we do without exile?” The questions seek to open up a future under the conditions in which the future has been foreclosed or in which the future can only be thought as repeated subjugation.

“And I cried. For myself. For this woman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretched their bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins.”
— Sonia Sanchez (Homegirls and Handgrenades)

“This is what it is to love an artist: The moon is always rising above your house. The houses of your neighbors look dull and lacking in moonlight. But he is always going away from you. Inside his head there is always something more beautiful.”
— Sarah Ruhl, Eurydice