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Suspension of Disbelief
Michael Brennan
Endpoints capture us. They demand our attention.
They’re the space of definition –where recognition is
shared, specifics are pinned down and discrimination is provided a holding pen.
They are the fixed and the signposted – a delineated position. Black and white.
Us and them. Useful tools, but they exclude so much. And they’re easier to
think about than the span in between.
This in-between space is where the real story lies. It’s the
fleshy bit. Where things fold back on themselves and dichotomies intertwine. It’s
a space that requires the setting aside of presumed facts and personal truths.
To shift, crossover and collaborate. A mutable, sometimes scary space where
footing is unsure, but one that embraces the diaspora and banishes narrowness
to the outer extremes.
This is a space where a journey occurs. It’s where
possibility resides and change takes place. Where we recognise the perspectives
of others and the plurality of ourselves. This is where things can cease being
things and ideas hang free.
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