Opinion Decolonizing Our Dreams

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Decolonizing Our Dreams​

We live in a country of colonized cultures. The project that is the United States is a melting pot of bodies that have been marginalized from its inception. Still today, those who have been othered by supremacy culture continue to strive to cultivate a sense of belonging and freedom despite the perpetual attempts to oppress us.

I believe that many of our recent efforts to abolish harmful systems of oppression are being done with consideration of the white gaze, through a lens of scarcity and lack. Our responses to oppression have been colonized. If we are to be successful at dismantling the systems of white supremacy, patriarchy, capitalism, and anthropocentrism that enforce domination and oppression over people and ecosystems, we have to start seeing our abundance. It’s imperative for us to move forward and live in right relationship with each other and the planet.

The late Grace Lee Boggs said, “The time has come for a new dream, that’s what being a revolutionary is. I don’t know what the next American revolution is going to be like, but you might be able to imagine it, if your imagination were rich enough.” How do we liberate ourselves from all supremacy culture to dream the new dream that Boggs speaks of? Dreams are an essential part of our human cognition, identity, and being. They allow us to bring our whole selves and our communities into imagining new worlds and realities. They conjure the unseen and unknown, while redesigning our notions of what is possible.

I often reflect on the dreams of my parents, who immigrated to the U.S. from India in 1973. Like many other immigrants from the Global Majority, they arrived here with very few possessions—and a dream. One of economic and physical security for their newly arrived family, their family back home in India, and also their future generations. Their dream of familial economic and physical security is not exclusive; it’s a dream that all people have, but the oppressive structures that exist in this country and around the world actively prevent queer, trans, Black, Indigenous, and other people of color from realizing our dreams.

My parents raised me in the South Asian faith of Jainism, where the core tenets of Ahimsa and nonviolence hold that all life is sacred and interconnected as kin. I also grew up in a part of rural Indiana that was a Ku Klux Klan stronghold and where the KKK still held rallies during the time I was in school. Although the nearby farming families, most if not all of them White, held a close and intimate connection to the land, this intimacy wasn’t extended to me and my family. I faced the paradoxical reality that my identity and behaviors were all wrong and threatening outside of my home, while I was fully loved and accepted inside my home. Holding both of these realities confused and limited me. Why was I not enough?

To this day, I often experience moments of insecurity and question the authenticity of my behavior—if my intelligence is enough, if my hustle is enough—even around my friends of color.

It’s then I’m reminded of adrienne maree brown’s words in her book, Pleasure Activism: “Do you understand that you, as you are, who you are, is enough?”

Affirmations like this one, along with the foundation of security my parents laid help me to have my own dreams—of total liberation where the sacrality of all life-forms is honored. This is why I work for a Just Transition that builds economic and political power to move us from an extractive economy to a regenerative one. But I also believe that a Just Transition gets us to the first step and beginning of the work toward liberation and a society that is fully able to live up to the potential of what it is to be human. And it is also why I see the current dreams and imaginings of abolishing systems of persecution as reactive and conditioned to our current reality. Our dreams have been colonized. The focus on abolition, while necessary for the survival of our people, also limits us by centering the world that supremacy culture built. How can we do the vital work of abolition while also dreaming beyond the world they built to one that is for us and by us?

I acknowledge my own privilege in this sentiment and that I have had time, space, and support for healing for my own trauma. I acknowledge that I have the privilege of being asked what my dreams are and have been supported in pursuing those dreams. What about those who are in everyday trauma, who don’t get access or space for healing? Who gets to heal and to dream? How do we support others on their pathway of healing and knowing that they are enough? When we remind ourselves that we are enough, we can decolonize our dreams to decolonize our responses to oppressive structures so that we can move through the portal toward liberation.

We can liberate our dreams from reacting to our current reality into dreaming of entire new realities and ways of being that tap into the mosaic of our ancestral cultures and stories. Dreams of a new economics where the currency and capital are banked on interdependence and liberation; widespread ecological and community designs that are braided by Indigenous designers from across the continents; bioregional forms of governance that see the watershed as the geopolitical entity where we all come together, rural and urban, to be in true right relationship and belonging with each other and ecosystems; Black reparations and Native rematriation meld together to form new models of justice and stewardship, recognizing that land doesn’t have to be owned by humans to support habitats for our and other species. These are my dreams for my people and my kin—the vulnerable who are part of the seed bank of my soul, waiting for sunlight, nourishment, and hydration so that they can spring up and root down.

Perhaps my parents would think that these dreams are not for us or that they are too much. Perhaps because of the collective trauma of people who have been marginalized by supremacy culture over the past decades and centuries, it is too difficult for many of us to dream beyond abolition or even our current day to day survival. Others who work for a Just Transition might say that these dreams might not be practical. But dreams aren’t practical, they are a vision of what is possible.

We have to shed these oppressive structures that contain us so that we can dream of new realities where we can freely be who we already are—enough.
 
Keep dreaming faggots, your commie utpoia will never come to be.
Like seriously, since when have dreams of all things been """"colonized"""? What your individual mind cooks up in your brain is what you get. And sometimes that tells you what kind of person you are. So for an example. if you dream about yourself getting beaten up by dudes in white sheets, then that means you're a either masochist or a paranoid freak.
 
If you don't want to live as "colonized", I have a good solution. Move with people who live like they haven't ever met a white man. And I don't mean some reservation. I mean uncontacted tribes of the Amazon.
 
dismantling the systems of white supremacy, patriarchy, capitalism, and anthropocentrism that enforce domination and oppression over people and ecosystems
Which one is it?
 
The project that is the United States is a melting pot of bodies that have been marginalized from its inception.
Was the writer taking part in a competition to see how many meaningless buzzwords they could fit into a single sentence here? See, the beautiful thing about writing sentences like:
Our responses to oppression have been colonized. If we are to be successful at dismantling the systems of white supremacy, patriarchy, capitalism, and anthropocentrism that enforce domination and oppression over people and ecosystems, we have to start seeing our abundance.
Is that they look like they convey some kind of deep meaning when they in fact mean nothing. If you asked the author to elaborate on what exactly they meant by this statement I guarantee they couldn't give you a coherent answer. Noam Chomsky once formulated the sentence "colorless green ideas sleep furiously" to demonstrate how a sentence can be grammatically correct while being functionally meaningless. Now people write entire articles composed of sentences with about as much worth.
 
Yes! dont dream from the lands of the evil colonizers! they will put you in chains and sell you for minimal gibs if you come...

and for civilised people, the stars are our destiny and not colonies in the 3rd world. keep the dream of von Braun station alive

 
God, I thought they meant literal dreams. How much longer until woke culture infests our sleeping subconscious?
 
If you don't want to live as "colonized", I have a good solution. Move with people who live like they haven't ever met a white man. And I don't mean some reservation. I mean uncontacted tribes of the Amazon.

You mean that island that kills anyone who lands on it and chucks spears at helicopters?
 
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They waved an impossible burger and a funko pop in front of his face before taking that photo.
 


Was the writer taking part in a competition to see how many meaningless buzzwords they could fit into a single sentence here? See, the beautiful thing about writing sentences like:

Is that they look like they convey some kind of deep meaning when they in fact mean nothing. If you asked the author to elaborate on what exactly they meant by this statement I guarantee they couldn't give you a coherent answer. Noam Chomsky once formulated the sentence "colorless green ideas sleep furiously" to demonstrate how a sentence can be grammatically correct while being functionally meaningless. Now people write entire articles composed of sentences with about as much worth.
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Japanese women have colonized my dreams on several occasions and I never bitched about it.
Same for me except they were all white women and men.
 
I often reflect on the dreams of my parents, who immigrated to the U.S. from India in 1973. Like many other immigrants from the Global Majority, they arrived here with very few possessions—and a dream. One of economic and physical security for their newly arrived family, their family back home in India, and also their future generations. Their dream of familial economic and physical security is not exclusive; it’s a dream that all people have, but the oppressive structures that exist in this country and around the world actively prevent queer, trans, Black, Indigenous, and other people of color from realizing our dreams.
And yet here you are, entitled enough to spew articles of meaningless bullshit and get paid for it. Your very existence undermines your point.

Affirmations like this one, along with the foundation of security my parents laid help me to have my own dreams—of total liberation where the sacrality of all life-forms is honored.
What counts as a life-form? Do insects count? Would stopping crops from being ruined by pests be a violation of insect sanctity? How about plants? Plants are a life form. Should we stop all agricultural activity because it enslaves plants? What about bacteria? Should we refuse to administer antibiotics because it interferes in the life cycle of bacteria?
Define what your fucking terms mean.

This is why I work for a Just Transition that builds economic and political power to move us from an extractive economy to a regenerative one.
What the fuck is a regenerative economy? You're making up words now.

And it is also why I see the current dreams and imaginings of abolishing systems of persecution as reactive and conditioned to our current reality. Our dreams have been colonized. The focus on abolition, while necessary for the survival of our people, also limits us by centering the world that supremacy culture built.
Oh, I see the point that he's trying to make. His point is 'reform of the system is just forcing us to play by the same system's rules. We need to tear it all down! No, I don't have any idea of how to replace the things we destroy, but I'm sure that someone will figure it out".
Gee, when you word it like that it sure sounds stupid, destructive, and immature...

We can liberate our dreams from reacting to our current reality into dreaming of entire new realities and ways of being that tap into the mosaic of our ancestral cultures and stories.
One, that should be BY, not INTO you fucking mongo.
Two, what you're talking about is huffing your own farts and whining about how your magical fairy utopia is the way things SHOULD be. A 3 year old can do that.
Three, 'mosaic of our ancestral cultures and stories'. So, some kind of 'melting pot'? Only without those filthy mayo ghouls.

Dreams of a new economics where the currency and capital are banked on interdependence and liberation;
Except that currency needs to be something of semi-real value (yes, yes, fiat currency, but that still has the value of the belief of government backing). How the fuck do you create a measure of value for 'interdependence' or 'liberation'? You'd just be handing out worthless wads of paper, because nobody is dumb enough to trade tangible goods for LiberationBux.

widespread ecological and community designs that are braided by Indigenous designers from across the continents;
Obnoxious redundancy. Change it to 'weavers' or 'artisans'. At least then your meaningless feelgood spittle will sound a little less smoothbrained. What you're talking about sounds like an arcology, but designed by a random dirt farmer from Zimbabwe.

bioregional forms of governance that see the watershed as the geopolitical entity where we all come together, rural and urban, to be in true right relationship and belonging with each other and ecosystems;
I have no idea what 'bioreginal forms of government' is supposed to mean. I guess it's something like 'niggers are too dumb for liberal democracy, they need some kind of caveman chiefdom shit or their privative ape-brains won't get it'.
'be in true right relationship and belonging with each other and ecosystems' is the grammatical equivalent of the Rape of Nanking.

Black reparations and Native rematriation meld together to form new models of justice and stewardship,
So, gibs me dat and woke lebensraum.

recognizing that land doesn’t have to be owned by humans to support habitats for our and other species.
Something something tragedy of the commons.

These are my dreams for my people and my kin—the vulnerable who are part of the seed bank of my soul, waiting for sunlight, nourishment, and hydration so that they can spring up and root down.
'seed bank of my soul' might be some of the worst prose I have ever heard.

Perhaps because of the collective trauma of people who have been marginalized by supremacy culture over the past decades and centuries, it is too difficult for many of us to dream beyond abolition or even our current day to day survival.
Because those people have a life, and don't jerk themselves off turning their stoned gibberish into articles.

Others who work for a Just Transition might say that these dreams might not be practical. But dreams aren’t practical, they are a vision of what is possible.
No, they aren't. Especially where you're dream is a load of nonsensical buzzwords.

We have to shed these oppressive structures that contain us so that we can dream of new realities where we can freely be who we already are—enough.
The author's brain right now:
 
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