Tuesday, June 16, 2020

Human Categorization

I know we have labels for everything under the sun. When it comes to species, it is bothersome that we have to classify ourselves by race. I understand if it's for genealogical purposes, but to state otherwise is not only narcissistic, but it's also selfish and demeaning.

I'm going to try my best not to make this all about me. I have learned a lot in school about the different wars that have occurred throughout history. Some were disputes about land, while others were about family feuds. The worst wars were genocide. So many people died; including children.

The thing is, why is it necessary to kill people? Is your ego that fragile, that at any disagreement or opinion, which isn't aligned with your preconceived notions about life in a nutshell, you feel the need to kill another? Why is it necessary to bring others down to make your ugly self feel better?

What is it that triggers you to start hating the other person who is different from you? Why is it so monumental to your persona to always be in the right? How do you know what is right and just? Where does you moral compass lie? Do you truly see yourself an exception to the law? Who died and made you king?

These were the very questions I ask whenever I get infuriated - livid to the point of bloodlust. No one knows why that is. Trust me, I'm doing my best to figure it out on my own. I'll let you know once I determine where all this insatiate anger comes from.

So what changed me? Love. It all started when someone noticed me. They could have taken revenge against me or found an authority figure to punish me. They didn't. 

Overtime, I began to unlearn the hatred, the prejudice and the egocentric perception that the world revolved around me. Yes, I am a Christian. However, my experience in knowing God is beyond traditions and superstitions proclaimed by many other believers I know. I'm not saying that their own Spiritual Journey is invalid. I'm stating that my experience is different apart from those who come to know God in their own personal experience.

Have you ever watched a comedy where someone chimes in, "Oh, they're my brother from another mother!" I used to think it was absurd. After learning about my family tree, it doesn't seem so ridiculous anymore. Everyone is family to me. I love my friends and family wholeheartedly. 

So, how can we heal the hurt and pain that's going on right now? It doesn't matter if someone is right or wrong. What matters is, who needs love the most?

What do you need in your life right now? Do you need a hug? Do you need a helping hand? Do you need someone to cook for you while you rest a while? What can I do to help you where you need it most? Why do I care? Because someone extended that gift to me. The gift of compassion and grace. I want to offer it to you as well. If you want me to. There's no hidden agenda. There's no self-gratification. 

It doesn't matter if your eyes are blue, your hair is green, whether you like heavy metal or short, dark and fat as I am. What matters is your life.

Damn it, life is hard enough. There isn't enough money to go around feeding all the hungry children. I am not the richest person in the world, but I do know places and resources where you can make your future life happen for you. The hope is that you will pass it on.

Can you imagine? The Earth had experienced 5 apocalypses? Was it possible that humans, as progressive as we are now, still passing on hatred instead of love? When are we going to learn? 

The universe is alive and expanding. Why aren't we? Are we all that traumatized to see each other as brothers, sisters, or friends? How many more children have to die?

We need to change the language in our hearts, soul and mind. How determined are you to start loving another person without hate, fear, disdain or envy? Who are you wanting to be? Why are you here for? When will you start loving yourself as you are? What steps will you be taking? Where do you see yourself in the next 10 years?