Death is never the end. The stunted legacies, beliefs, and dreams of those before us can help us reach our futures and freedoms. We do not exist as individuals, but as infinite continuations of a goal for freedom.

A road to freedom has been decided by those in control. Escape is the only route forward, but it can only be reached with the power of your captors. Where can we find safety under the actions of the oppressors? A part of the Art 4 Sudan fundraiser on Exchange.Art.

The nail that sticks out can stop the world. Refuse conformity and stand for yourself.

At the cost of migration, we’ve seen houses lost. Generations of life being violently/forcefully displaced by a ruler that cannot sustain itself. The land will always be a home to those who lived their, and it will always return after the collapse of a king.

In all the places I’ve been i found people. And through these phases, I’ve shed them. In stages of life I’ve had people leave, only to find more fly in for the next part of my journey.

A bird lies surrounded by onlookers. It cries, flutters, and swerves it’s head in an attempt to find friends and foes. There are ppl that won’t even look, even when blood stains their feet and hands.