Our destiny is to take root among the stars

Now that the stars inhabit every single living being on earth

Including us, humans (…)

When do we lose track?

When do we forgot what we are made of?

When do we forget that planet earth is our main body?

That we are as part of it, as the cells are part of the blood that runs through our veins

“We envision a world without wars, violence, prisons, capitalism,

we want to claim the vast space of possibility by birthing visionary stories.

Starting by the process of the decolonization of our imagination now that is

The most subversive form there is: For is it where all other forms of decolonization are born.

For those of us from communities with historic collective trauma, we must remember

that we are already science fiction walking around in two legs.

Our ancestors dreamed us up and bend reality to create us.

Are we brave enough to imagine beyond the boundaries of “the real” and then do the hard work of sculpting reality from our dreams?” (Imarisha, 2015. Introduction Octavia´s Brood: Science fiction stories from social justice movements)

Now imagine this:

One lies in the grass and slowly became one with the grass,

The particles of the existence itself start connecting deeply with all the atoms in the space

Suddenly

The air and I are one.

The insects, the leaves, the worms, the birds, the clouds, the thunder, the stars.

I’m one with the earth

I’m one with water

I’m one with fire

I’m one with everything

This is the most brilliant and highest legacy from my ancestors.

Now is my responsibility to remember it in every heartbeat,

Share it through the sound vibration that sustain us simultaneously while dancing in the universe

What they have sold us as reality is as limited as their miserliness

We are greater, greater, greater than that.

It is time to wake up from the nightmare and step back into the light