I Am An Advocate For No Race

Before anything, I want to be clear that this is no reference or special citing post. In fact, I know about 75 percent of what I am talking about. I didn’t read a great book about race or anything before starting this post and I am only referring to that which I am familiar with. I will try to be less explicit as much as I can. I don’t mean to sound discriminative or offensive in any way and if it comes out wrong then I apologize.

To begin with, I grew up in an environment where race was not really a thing. Are people big on tribal identification and familiarity, yes! But nothing ever felt majorly wrong with that. It was all okay because in the end we all identified as one, a big ONE. God forbid we see someone from a different country! We call it hospitality, ignoring the fact that there was a culture of superiority imbibed in us by our forefathers that we have to pass on to anyone from outside our country.

Then I moved to a different cultural setting. I have been here a year and I feel the tension at times. I haven’t been treated badly or differently at work or in my neighborhood, no. If anything I have felt most welcomed and appreciated.

I had a friend who begun a sentence with “not to sound racist” and it felt so wrong. One time, a friend called me by my racial color and another said it was racist to say that. My first impression was “but I actually am”. A friend said to me, and in his words “these people are overly nice to us because they don’t want to come off as racists”.

Okay so these examples are to build a point, not to say who is right and what who should do. Honestly, I don’t think it matters. My point is everyone is walking on egg shells. Trying to be too careful not to be offensive or take offense.

My mum said someone (not sure so not going to guess) said, to paraphrase, the world is moving towards a direction where no one will recognize or see color because everyone will be so equal in the eyes of each other. Well I hope so!

I think as long as one race is ready to be defensive against racial discrimination and the other is working at not coming off racially offensive, there is going always going to be some kind of barrier. I feel this causes more racial tension than actual open discrimination.

I am not advocating for any race, let me make that clear. I am just sharing my thoughts on what I have felt this past year and as I mentioned earlier, apologies to any one who finds offense in this.

I really hope that someday we get to that border line where instead of racial segregation, there is more writing on how far we have come as a people.

Me Day

Ceremony

If there is a ceremony I would add to my calendar, it would be a Me Day. It will be my special kind of festival. It wouldn’t be the same day as my birthday. It wouldn’t be a day friends and family will call to give me numerous wishes. It wouldn’t even be a day I get the most amazing gifts. It would be a day that only I know about. I would wake up as late as I want, eat what I want, not exercise, make sure it is a day that I don’t see any faces. I will turn my phone off so there will be no interference. It will be the only day in the year I get to be selfish and not judged for it. A perfect day only for me. Well, maybe I will buy myself a little gift just to spice things up, get a weight chart and have a phone handy to call 911, just in case (LOL). Hands up if you’ve never thought of the same thing, or at least something similar.

I Have No Idea

Famous

I have no idea what I’m doing or where I’m going. The only thing I know is everyday presents an opportunity for me to be one step closer to or farther from my actual destination. I don’t know if I’ll be rich and famous or poor and needy. The only thing I know is that everyday is a mile to or away from either. Whatever the case I know I will always desire for more, never less. That is what drives my daily life and I’ll gladly take it. Actually, famous for something is my main goal. Don’t judge me!

Choices

If there were a billion choices to be made and I wasn’t sure exactly what to do I’ll make none. There’s something I’ve noticed- the right decision gives you some kind of grace period but the wrong decision seems too appealing and imposes itself. Well, all other things being equal, that is. Not always, I mean. So I’ll rather wait for that moment of truth than grab that absurdly perfect moment.

#feelinghopeful

Grab me rope

via Daily Prompt: Trance

One of the scariest things I’ve ever experienced is sitting behind my laptop and having no idea what alphabet to type let alone words. It’s like hanging over a cliff and screaming “hand me a rope, anybody, just grab me a rope”. Reason? Such makes me question if I really am the writer I thought I was. Man, it takes hours of a trance to get a grip on that!

Daily Prompt: Ooze

via Daily Prompt: Ooze

You have no idea

For missing my daily posts for more three days now, no body has any idea how my heart is itching for countless words to just complete it. I really should catch up. This probably doesn’t count as a real post but with the desire to maintain the pace oozing out of system, trust me, this is top notch.

Forgiveness

Forgiveness doesn’t have to be based on the kind of hurt. If you really want to learn how to forgive you just have to learn to regard everything as trivial, when you do the kind of hurt doesn’t matter. After forgiving, it doesn’t mean you have to associate with the person. Even if the person’s hurt caused you to sin. If your hand causes you to sin cut it off, but you have to forgive all.