Darkness has completely descended onto the landscape and I stood up and stretched my arms above my head and I wondered what it would be like if it were a perfect world. Only god knows. And he is dead.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on despair and existential questioning of an ideal world while pondering the absence of divine guidance.
In this poignant statement by David Wojnarowicz, the speaker confronts a landscape shrouded in darkness, symbolizing despair, chaos, or hopelessness. As they stretch their arms in search of a better world, it prompts a deep reflection on the nature of existence and the unattainable notion of a 'perfect world'. The mention of God being dead suggests a loss of faith or support in navigating life's challenges, leaving the speaker alone in their yearning for meaning amidst darkness.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the challenges of creating a better society.
It makes me uncomfortable to talk about meanings and things. It's better not to know so much about what things mean. Because the meaning, it's a very personal thing, and the meaning for me is different than the meaning for somebody else.
But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know?-I believe; I have faith: I am going to God.-Where is God? What is God?-My maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created. I rely implicitly on His power, and confide wholly in His goodness: I count the hours till that eventful one arrives which shall restore me to Him, reveal Him to me.
I - and I still consider myself, I'm sorry to tell you, a Marxist and a Communist, but I couldn't help noticing how all the best Marxist analyses are always analyses of a failure.
When I appeared before the draft board examiner during World War II, he asked me if I thought I could kill. "I don't know about strangers," I replied, "but friends, certainly."
When I see the Confederate flag, I see the attempt to raise an empire in slavery. It really, really is that simple. I don't understand how anybody with any sort of education on the Civil War can see anything else.
The ideal American type is perfectly expressed by the Protestant, individualist, anti-conformist, and this is the type that is in the process of disappearing. In reality there are few left.
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