An interview on the radio
An author(1) talks about
meeting with her chilhood rapist

She explains 
how we are all
multi-dimensional

We see people 
being good or bad
nothing more

Her abuser
being the bad person
is also multi-dimensional
so she wrote 
a novel about him
the paperbag rapist

This multi-dimentionality
stayed with me

I've always had trouble
accepting my multi-dimensionality

Why am I not simpler?
Why am I not more focused?
Why can't I get good 
at one thing
and one thing only?

I depised 
my generalistic personality
thinking it was a flaw
a lack of focus

I learned to juggle
to draw, to paint
to play the violin,
the tablas, the piano
the shakuachi
to do yoga
to dance and meditate
I worked in construction
in tech-support
as a designer
in commercial kitchen
in an orchard

I can't stop 
learning new things
about everything

I teach yoga to kids in rave
I broadcast meditations
on a tech underground radio
I dj dance party in meditation centers
I'm the hacker of the hippies
I'm the hippy of the hackers...

I wanted to be 
one or two dimensions...
Why can't I only be one thing

But I am not

I read about
spiritual activism,
this south american woman (2)
calls herself a bridge
connecting different community
using her multi-dimentionality 
as a gift to others

Am I a bridge?

My path is not
about removing dimensions to my life
But to align these dimensions 
with the purpose of my life 

How can all these dimensions
complete each other
all taking a position
in the stary sky
creating constellations of meaning

Writing on gopher
helps me express 
this multi-dimentionality

Something raw
is being triggered
when I write
without censor

I see now 
that we are all 
multi-dimentional beings
but we are trained to believe
we are only one or two dimensions

Are we being robbed 
of our inates powers?

I read that 
more and more people
cannot hear a voice 
in their head

Their internal dialogue
lost in translation

Is that by design? 
Is that a desired outcome
of consumerism?

Or a side effect
of over-simplification
of our human life?

What are we
without our inner dialogues

I read that 
more and more
people cannot dream

I read that
more and more
people cannot visualize

Are these dimensions
of our sleves
that we are loosing... 

In shamanism 
there is this concept
of our soul 
being shatered 
at different moments
in our lives

When we live a trauma
and we don't resolve it
we leave a part of ourself
behind in our past

It's a similar
concept as samskaras
in the yogic traditions

We loose parts of ourselves
in events that we decide
not to resolve
but to simply burry
and try to forget

Our whole culture 
seems to be about 
hidding shaming and burring
the parts that we don't like

Slowly disposing 
of all the parts
that makes us humans

Removing all these dimensions
from our lives 
until we are only 
an empty shell 
of a working consumer

"Hi, my name is Geoffroy
I am a worker
and I like to consume"

Tell me about you
but don't go for more
than a couple dimensions deep

It would make 
this conversation 
uncomfortable
and I'll have to try
to forget all about it...

1) Mexican Hooker #1, book by Carmen Aguirre
2) Gloria E Anzaldua