Not much elaboration. I saw this video today in a completely different context. These are the words that I wish I’d had some 8 years ago when I began my “dating journey” for lack of better words. Being the “exotic” Black girl got old, real fast. But, more on the background later; this is amazing art.
I know it’s been a hot minute since I’ve last posted: hangs head in shame: I WILL do better. Between moving, adjusting, being lazy, and having to share a computer with a graphic designer/web developer, I spend much of my computer time just doing the basics: reading hair blogs, fashion blogs, email, and youtube lol. I found this video of one of my artistic heros, Misty Copeland. Watching her always makes me want to do better with my discipline as an artist, and well… as a human being. I hope this video inspires you all.
Batter my heart, three person’d God; for you
As yet but knock; breath, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp’d town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor even chaste, except you ravish me.
-Holy Sonnet 14, John Donne