****Excerpt from
“A Closing Note in Favor of the Improbable”
Emily Abendroth
Emily Abendroth
TESSA:
Tell me what is
possible.
To
which a subsequent hour’s now altered version of oneself surmises:
At
this moment, I'm putting every wager on the prospect of constant reinvention while,
at the same time, making no claims as to our capacity for scale. I want to
acknowledge the craving that such a thing can happen and does happen, even if
not always or only very rarely as we imagine it for ourselves. Further, I want
to insist that it can happen without the demand for secession from everything
and everyone with whom one has lived and invented oneself previously, but
rather among them --- even perhaps by, with and under the careful shepherding,
husbandry and compañera-ship of their encouragements. That may be going too
far, I think, into the arena of wishes, into the impossible. One wish then is
that "going too far" is what is possible.
Another
wish is the fossil record itself - to cease hording it. Or at least to cease
believing that we are its only seasoned or valid specimens.
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