Built for better not for worse

To sit is to hold time.

When time seems endless, I tend to drift. My actions anger you.

But what about yours?

Do you not see what I seek? Do you not understand my human needs?

I come not to fight, not to hold space but to learn.

You direct, you demand, you call all shots.

Yet I sit surrounded by air heads and buzz cuts.

How do I remember the lectures more then the lesson?

Let there be voice, let there be interaction. 

 I shall give you my attention. For it is a matter of give and give not just to take.

Lets leave the taking for our brains and lets interact by voice.

Let me show you where I am at. Give it time to sink in. Student to teacher. 

Teacher to student. Let a room turn into a class.

The exchanging begins.


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