Think about what it’s like being looked at by somebody searching for something they want to see. To be regarded so intently without the possibility of difference. It’s so easy not to notice differences, and to find oneself unnoticed, for life to repeat. Thinking like this might be the beginning of something else.
So much gets lost talking about privilege, though I understand why you might want to.
Here we go again.
Are we encouraged to live life as if it were less of a physical thing? I wonder, if we are, whose sense of life we are living?
If a happy child looks to a parent (if someone looks to anybody) and, rather than finding something of their own sense of joy reflected back, . How can they recognise happiness after encounters such as this? How can they not be dissatisfied or uncertain or become lost in the future? In the world’s people? Who are more prepared to use them than recognise recognise them
