Not a rant but a soft truth.
Who decided that we had to be all one thing or the other?
Who decided to completely obliterate the middle...
Grey is no longer a color?
I hate that.
I, for damn sure are more than black or white.
Most people I know are.
They are not bad or good.
I am not all bad or good.
So why do we allow anyone to classify us like a museum
specimen to make themselves feel *better*?
Why are we villainising people for having opinions
or not using the correct terms or thinking differently when interacting with us?
did I miss the memorandum ?
I mean, I was taught by my mom to be kind & polite to all.
Period.
Not to be rude or self important .
Morals? Yep...I am accountable to something bigger than I am.
To not be negates that you are moral at all... because that makes you your own
omnipotent being and biased in a big way.
Here's the thing......
Everything I like can be classified as bad or good.
From what I love to eat to what music I listen to, to
whom I pray to, what I allow inside my body to nourish myself
or what pet I have.
EVERYTHING.
Like:
The sun...
Bad thing that gives us cancer OR life giving light essential to all life.
So why should I listen to folks who only see things one way about
what they personally disagree with?
Why get mad or worse at someone that you have a few disagreements
with when it is possible that you may see eye to eye on
most everything else?
People in my life are way too precious and complex to me than seeing them
everything in this overly simplistic way.
I have always refused to jump on the train of this or that.
...and know that I feel this way about YOU.
About most everything in my life.
So people may leave or vilify me for what I believe
and I can continue my life with a clear conscience .
I am not them.
I do not require anyone to agree with me for me to care for them.
Period.
xoxo
Raven









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