ah i never never post twice in a day i don’t i promise but…
i just found out that octavia butler died!
and i want to cry. and can’t here – i need to share it with someone.
oh octavia, warrior divine, inspiration to my revolutionary sci fi little soul, reason i keep a bag packed and ready to go, reason i believe fundamentally that change is god, setter of values that the next way is one we already know and can not see and the only way we can go…oh octavia, how could you go, be gone?
when nina died i felt like this – like one of the people whose footsteps i wanted to examine and follow and find and ask her about god and why…octavia wasn’t always a poet but she was always a genius. she was the patternmaster, she was a morpheus, she was an atreyu.
if you haven’t already, read everything she ever wrote – its not a lot, its not enough, its all necessary. i’m going to look at my screensaver – god is change – and try to let go.