Over the last few weeks, my only priority has been to provide my friends the support they deserve to explore their fears, pursue their passions and delve deeper into the most intimate parts of the human condition. I want this badly for myself and want it badly for my friends. We cannot engage in this project during class time and suspend it afterwards. It is something that is expansive, applicable and transformative. It cannot digress. Each word is draped in several meanings, easily transferrable to a page, easily parsed out to give you a singular perspective of your pleasing. By this, I understand myself and my world. And from this questioning, I express my unabashed and most sacred hope for my brothers: may we challenge our collective social understanding. May we adapt and be adapted. May we challenge convention by convention. The philosopher’s tools dismantle the master’s tools. The master’s house will be rebuilt in our image. May we be bold. May we be reckless. Our collective understanding cannot simply end at glory–for that is not the meaning of life.
– Kwame Ocran