GrandRising | Hands Where I See 'Em

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Hands.

Where I can see 'em.

Bruh...

Human beings...

Have an unfortunate habit.

Not of seeing.

Of reaching.

There is a difference.

Observation...

Has quietly become confused...

With participation.

Question.

When exactly...

Did witnessing...

Become...

An appointment?

Standing next to...

A life.

Any life.

Doesn't suddenly...

Make you...

Its author.

Those...

Are not equivalent.

Bruh...

Every human relationship...

Contains...

A role.

Witness.

Acquaintance.

Colleague.

Neighbor.

Friend.

Partner.

Parent.

Mentor.

Interesting.

Each one...

Has a boundary.

Each one...

Has a jurisdiction.

Each one...

Ends somewhere.

Question.

When did...

Human beings...

Become so uncomfortable...

With the role...

They actually occupied...

That they quietly...

Promoted themselves?

Witness...

Becomes authority.

Acquaintance...

Becomes advisor.

Advisor...

Becomes governor.

Governor...

Becomes owner.

Bruh...

Promotion...

Usually requires...

Permission.

...

Human beings...

Often mistake...

Proximity...

For permission.

Familiarity...

For jurisdiction.

Opinion...

For authority.

Observation...

For ownership.

Those...

Are not equivalent.

Question.

Why does another person's boundary...

So often...

Sound like...

An invitation...

To negotiate?

"I won't."

"I'm leaving."

"I've decided."

"I need distance."

"No."

Bruh...

Notice something.

None of those statements...

Requested...

A committee.

They weren't...

Questions.

They were...

Declarations.

Interesting.

The boundary...

Was spoken.

...

The reaching...

Revealed itself.

Question.

What exactly...

Were people...

Attempting...

To recover?

The boundary...

Or...

Their former access?

Those...

Are not equivalent.

Another unfortunate habit...

Emerges.

Control...

Learns...

New vocabulary.

Certain words...

Have an unfortunate habit.

They travel...

Quite comfortably...

Between care...

And control.

Question.

How often...

Does the listener...

Ever stop...

To distinguish them?

Words...

May change.

Jurisdiction...

Doesn't.

...

If concern...

Appears...

The moment...

Another human being...

Exercises...

Their agency...

And autonomy...

Was concern...

Ever...

The thing...

Being defended?

Bruh...

Standing next to...

A life.

Any life.

Doesn't suddenly...

Make you...

Its author.

The role...

May simply be...

Witness.

And witness...

Has never required...

Ownership.

Hands.

Where I can see 'em.

Not because...

Hands are dangerous.

Because...

Human beings...

Have an unfortunate habit.

They forget...

That another person's life...

Isn't something...

To reach into.

Sometimes...

The highest form...

Of respect...

Is recognizing...

Exactly...

Where your place...

In another person's life...

Begins.

...

And where...

Your jurisdiction...

Ends.

GrandRising. 🍵