A horse looks like freedom, to some, fear to others. A horse looks like chores -- stacking bales and scooping poop and grooming and leading -- to me, who has been a horse liker but not a horse lover.
A horse looks like trust on a good day, and a fool on a bad day. A horse looks like skittish energy personified, the largest animal of prey you've ever seen.
A horse looks like death to those under its hooves, on battlefields for centuries and on city streets from Selma to Chicago, a weapon in itself; but can the horse help that? If you love and obey abolitionists you can also love and obey oppressors; a horse looks like a tool we didn't gift with the freedom to know what is right and what is wrong.
What are you looking for? You choose what it is you see.
It took me a few readings, but I think I get your game. It’s a good one.
Has anyone responded with words to this game? I am tempted to try, because my hand does not obey lines.
I demand your response. It would be the first of its kind.
A horse looks like freedom, to some, fear to others. A horse looks like chores -- stacking bales and scooping poop and grooming and leading -- to me, who has been a horse liker but not a horse lover.
A horse looks like trust on a good day, and a fool on a bad day. A horse looks like skittish energy personified, the largest animal of prey you've ever seen.
A horse looks like death to those under its hooves, on battlefields for centuries and on city streets from Selma to Chicago, a weapon in itself; but can the horse help that? If you love and obey abolitionists you can also love and obey oppressors; a horse looks like a tool we didn't gift with the freedom to know what is right and what is wrong.
What are you looking for? You choose what it is you see.
"a horse liker but not a horse lover." ♥️