Try to picture it, we are all the same color, size, and shape. We all believe in the same giant nonentity. We all eat the same bland porridge. We all do the same things for fun… nothing. The world is a flat, beige/grey landscape. We do not reproduce in a sexual manner.
I admit, for one brief moment, when I had this idea, I liked it. No more racists or religious zealots! Sweet.
But, like most of my ideas, as soon as you look closely at it, it gets deeper and stranger and more complex. No food from other countries? No new experiences? No love? What would you give up for safety, for security? Would you do away with love to end heartache? Would you do away with spices to end heartburn? Every good thing in life comes with the potential for a bad component. That is what life is. Life itself comes with a heavy price at the end… death. Do we give up on life to avoid death?
So what if you hate people that have a sexual orientation that does not conform to yours, and I told you that you could get rid of all of them, but to do so, you have to give up sex yourself? What if I said that you could live where there are only other people of your color, and it was a segregated prison camp? What if I pronounced that we were abolishing all religions… including yours?
What is your feeling of superiority really worth? Why do we dislike those that differ from us? Why is it so easy for us to convince ourselves that what we learned as a child is more true, more right, more moral, than what other people learned?
I don’t have answers. I just want people to think about my questions. I know I will never change a single mind with this blog, but someday, when the Great Orange God/King is no longer on his throne, and history looks back on this period of time, I want it on record which side of the road I was on.
Pouring My Art Out 