Worshipping Lali

Everything is not possible…

Our world of steel and asphalt owes its unrelenting quest for growth, and its desire to climb more and more into dizzying heights of disembodiment, to that vision of the material world as a dead, dank, deaf and dumb place. Soaring through heady clouds, in moments of virtual escape from the conditions that sustain us, we assure ourselves that our personal regimens of self-improvement bring us closer and closer to our best selves. We insist that everything is possible. That “everyday, in every way, [we] are getting better and better”. But there are others in the room, namely, the very material world that supports us. It is not dead. It is not deaf. And, sorry, it is not the stage for our haunted attempts at redemption. The world – if I could speak of it as if it were a single thing – is very much alive, and news of its death is greatly exaggerated. She does not lie open for our scrutiny – waiting to be probed and needled and gagged; she will not belch out truths or answers because we insist on it. And yes, she laughs when we preach that everything is possible.

I think a world where aspects of it are closed to me – a world of differential accessibility – is more interesting and awe-inducing than a world where everything is within my reach…within my cognitive grasp, if only I stretch out my hand a bit further. A world that is fully penetrable, flat and timid, laid plain before my gaze is not the world that inspires paeans and poetry. One needs bumps and grit and denial and shadows and resistance for that. Ironically, it is because the world resists and pushes back and slips away and retreats that we seek to disinvest ourselves from it. If it were true that life is about getting better and better, floating in a pure stream of light where there are no earthly consequences, we probably wouldn’t know it.

  • Keolalani Koaloha on March 5, 2017

    With all due respect, I don’t agree with this seeming “intellectual rant” that feels more than a little “lofty” from mainstream humanity. Indeed, it even speaks of “the world” here largely absent of people with that very word or “human” wholly absent among its 331 word count.

    What’s additional missing for me is any mention of or recognition of Grace. For alas, with respect to the expansion of consciousness, Grace seems to serve as the “underpinning” of what we intuitively know from some ineffable place that all Life at some level IS “One.”

    Too, it from here that if we could simply resolve our largely patriarchal egos and authoritarian impulses to dominate and avariciously acquire as much as possible … what we presently view of life as about getting better and better, floating in a stream of light absent of a good part of hue-man’s insanity becomes possible, if not inevitable. As for “earthly consequences” … we might see as well a significant reduction in that travail once we’ve cleaned up our proverbial act.

    No offense, but I would like to see your language and dialogues with us be less lofty and more in even recognition of your readers.


    • Bayo Akomolafe on March 7, 2017

      Thank you, Keolalani. I’m not sure how this qualifies as a rant. I’m also not sure about what you disagree with or what you mean by ‘grace’. And yes, I do find my own writing quite exacting, thick, and wordy sometimes – but even that did not emerge spontaneously. There’s a rich history behind that. I do not have great hopes that I will somehow become ‘more accessible’ to everyone who reads me, but I am thankful for those who do – and will strive to keep serving with the limitations I am keenly aware of.

      Thank you.

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