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"Do you live over here in Oakland?"

"Yeah, I finally made the move from San Francisco."

"Why’d you decide to move?"

"Oakland’s more accessible, it’s more diverse, there’s more growing here…it’s more real."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. It feels totally different over here."

"It’s a catch 22 though because we’re the product of gentrification from the city, but now we’re moving over here and I wanna keep an ear up for what I’m displacing. I wanna help keep Oakland special."

"Where are you from originally?"

"Middle of nowhere Marin-"

Just then a homeless black man asked me for change. I told him I didn’t have any right then.

"-Why do you think he asked you and not me?"

"Black male connection."

"Do you think that he thinks you, as a black male, are more likely to help him than I am, as a white woman?"

"Yeah, I don’t even know how to put it into words but that exchange affects me differently than it affects you. Especially in Hayes Valley, where I used to live, because it’s super white, and at the end of my time there the only other black people there were people asking for money. I went to a 95% white private college preparatory school so I’m used to being an inkspot. But finally one day in Hayes Valley I was like ‘Fuck this. I wanna be in a more diverse environment.’ Ya know?"

"There’s a difference between economic uniformity and racial uniformity, but when they come together it’s especially potent. I studied social and economic disparity in college and a lot of race studies. It’s deep stuff. And it’s why I wanna be in Oakland, and it’s also why I feel afraid to be in Oakland. I moved into a place where a family had been evicted. I found their pictures in a cabinet, that’s the only way I know who they are. Half the neighborhood is black, and then there’s a dividing street between them and the white hippies moving in. I bet whoever bought my house instead of me would have been less sensitive to the whole situation but still…things change I guess."

"That’s the nature of cities. How and why they change is what’s really interesting though. The more I learn about what’s driving the change, the angrier I get."

"I was reading an Atlantic article about racial income disparity and the average income of a white family is 20 times that of a black family. Not twice, twenty times. How does that even happen? That’s fucked up."

"It really is, and there’s a lot of dimensions to the situation. On a human level, there’s this incredible disparity of have and have nots, but on a spiritual level, everyone’s a loser because there’s an incredible imbalance on a really deep level. People are disconnecting from each other to ignore the suffering right in front of them, which is really them disconnecting from themselves, and then they’re left spiritually empty. The ethnic group with the highest rate of suicide in the U.S. is white males age 45-64. Why is it that the group with the most power and advantage kill themselves the most? I feel like there’s a lot to heal in our society, but we can’t begin to do that until we really acknowledge what’s going on."

"I hear you. Where are you from?"

"Atlanta, I feel like Atlanta and Oakland are similar in ways, but Oakland is way more dense. A lot more going on. It’s like they’re the same note, but a different octave."

"Is Atlanta lower or higher?"

"Hmm, I feel like Oakland is lower and higher."

"Oakland is a chord and Atlanta is a note."

"That sounds about right."

"So why do you do this project?"

"Lots of reasons. To connect people with experiences and ideas that they wouldn’t have access to otherwise. To share all those different perspectives. To plot my personal enlightenment. To record the reflections I come across, and record what they tell me. And to understand the patterns that cycle though my life."

"How do you choose the people you talk to?"



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And then there’s good ol’ America

This actually makes me so angry. The truth is right here and people see it and brush it aside. We really could make things better. But no, America apparently wants to suck forever.

America’s education system boils my blood 


this is the best thing i’ve ever written


This account gives me life


the best metaphor posts I’ve seen so far


Me reblogging this is my contribution to earth day



"Gay marriage is still illegal. Can we get a ‘boo’ for that? It’s crazy to outlaw marriage. Marriage is a happy thing. You shouldn’t be able to vote on someone else’s happiness. These people don’t know these gay people, they’re not going to know them, they’re not gonna be their friends…they have control over their lives. That’s not fair.”

Civil muffin.

This reminds me that anyone going to the Olympics can get fined 3500 and jail time if they do any gay rights activism over there.

In another episode of “Yung Atree gets lost” pt.1000 

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Once you get this, you have to say five nice things about yourself publicly, then send it to ten of your favorite followers!


1. Bruh, you’re fucking awesome
2. fucking rad
3. fucking dope
4. fan-fucking-tastic
5. stup-fuckin-endous

How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
— Ray Bradbury Fahrenheit 451  (via loav)
She deserves better, you say. I say: You’re a goddamn coward. What she deserves is an actual person she can connect with. She deserves you, or me or the entire world; she deserves someone achingly real and honest. She deserves a human being equally raw to pursue her and love her and, perhaps, destroy her emotionally, but she deserves all that as well. She doesn’t deserve anyone’s sugary fairytale. She deserves to float freely, with you, or me, or the world, into the very depths of her own psychosynthesis. She deserves to explore the meaning of the word "intimacy", with someone beside her that will care regardless. She fucking deserves all of it. So, pluck up the courage and be with her or leave her in peace but don’t you dare "sell" her your own "inadequacy" as a lie so that, again, you manage to comfort your conscience and eventually come to feel that you love her exactly because you’re letting her go. Because, darling, that’s bullshit. That’s only you own little self-created lie laying behind a much bigger lie; it’s not even properly concealed within itself, you fucking idiot.