An ongoing communion with the Black Surrealists (afro surrealists) who lift my dark wings.
A revolution in thinking. A feeling of being able to see every single plane of life as its lived, and that those planes are both Surreal, the dream-state, and the landscape of the other side of Earth. We can’t even think globally without imagining the life that we can’t see. That’s fundamental. The distinction is really one of struggle. One of being part of society and another of being a part of society in motion.