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microaggressions:

Being in a class the first day, when the professor is trying to learn names. He asks the names of everyone who speaks. I speak; he doesn’t ask my name. I notice he also doesn’t ask any of the other Asian-appearing students their names when they speak, either. What, do we…

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It’s insane how I haven’t done anything creative in such a long time.

I can feel this loss of purpose.. Living each day by just going through the motions.. It’s no way to live really..

I miss being passionate and driven.
I hope my creative juices start flowing soon. I’m in desperate need of an inspiration. Everything is so bleak, so dull.

So, to try and get Inspiration, I’ve decided to do all the cliche stuff, like go to the theater more, go to galleries more, see exhibitions more. Just try and be surrounded by creative people.

So, my first outing will be to the Sydney Theater at Walsh Bay to see “‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore” written and directed by John Ford, Declan Donnellan.

There have been awesome reviews about it, so I’ll trust the critics this one time. They better have been right, right?

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Akuot

Jack Davis.  A Native Australian Poet. An Aborigine. 

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