Degrees
We are the same. If you haven't realized yet, we are only different in degree, not kind. The temperature always changes but the unit of measurement never does. Whoever told you that you are of more value than another individual lied to your face and has a skewed sense of reality. We are equal beings and while some of us have either created or have been dealt a certain circumstance we all share a nervous system, a beating heart, a soul, and the need for water, food, and love. There is no point in trying to complicate and quantify our existence. It is time for the age of true education, tolerance and progression; we can continue to breed variations of unwarranted judgment, partiality and hatred or we can peacefully recognize that our only significance lies within our counterparts. Mathematical reasoning is not the only field where two differences coexisting create negativity; peace prides itself on finding similarities and generating a strong positivity from them.
Everyday I gain peace of mind and piece of mind. I speak out more confidently with a less trembling tone than the day before when I see something that I do not believe aligns with humanistic justice. I work for the day where what I believe is communicated and directly and immediately coupled with how I act. I'm not perfect, so I'll probably die in the pursuit, but I'll have lived a life full of smiles, laughter and love while believing that it was possible to reach a degree of excellence that visionaries like Dr. King, or Churchill imagined.
It seems as though we have created a setting full of social constructs that have steered us in a hurtful direction, where we only see and believe in the black and white that we create, while never dipping our paintbrush in all the colors that are in between that comprise the truths of our multi-dimensional reality.
Genuinely, I choose to wake up, because every moment that I live feels like an extra moment that I should not have been given the chance to exist. I notice all my brothers and sisters getting colder everyday; either we all continue sliding down a negative slope of mutation drawn in only black and white, or we force positive change to occur that we can paint in any hue that our minds and hearts allow us to conceive. We have not been experiencing the natural order; we are not intrinsically inclined to hurt those around us who sweat, bleed, cry and smile just like we do. We are meant to console, not to control; to love not to be indifferent; to think and not to allow our minds to blink when ignorance is in our presence; to stay true and accepting even when others use blue on a white canvas, while you were taught to use green on a black one. We can only have progression once we realize as a collective kind with variations that there is a simplistic common denominator among us all that can no longer be undermined in fine print, but instead expressed in large bolded font that even allows for those with bad vision to view easily.
I'm sure this is hard to follow considering I'm just free writing, but I have to express myself whether it be in my community, online, or anywhere/ everywhere else. It hurts to see necessities such as water being privatized and sold when it is a natural good that all people should own, and none should exploit and expose. We steal water from our own people who rely on streams and rivers by building dams and trapping water supplies in order to bottle and sell this water in plastic that further depreciates the value of our soil while the water rots behind concrete walls and does not distribute its reviving powers to the organic matter around it. There are children that pray to their god that they receive just enough to survive, while others across borders and waters are granted gifts that they wished for by blowing an eyelash off the tip of their fingers. Many companies and organizations even refuse to give resource support to some people because of the lack of hygiene that is present, claiming its a display of weak and sluggish culture; they would never take a precious moment to look deeper and realize that when you have nothing more than your mind, calloused skin, a heart on your sleeve, and a starving child, the last thing on your mind is whether or not you bathed, and the little water you have is for drinking and nothing else. Conditions like this displace and kill millions, affect billions, but unfortunately only bother a few. And what is this all for? Materials? Territory? Money? Social constructions that have single handedly created a culture of greed, destruction and stupidity. I refuse to have my incentives mapped out by materials and power, but rather by the pursuit of excellence, the desire for kindness and compassion, and the need for change.
Signed,
A student of understanding and pain that has witnessed too many prejudiced minds, has been passive for too long, and has felt too much animosity.
(Justin Ramzi Hamady)