Last night, I had a conversation with Andrewa and friend Mike. Earlier yesterday I had an interesting conversation with someone and the person seem to try to validate or justify things when we didn't agree. It was irrating because I really didn't care. It was their opinion, there take on the situation. A difference of opinion. After coming to a point where there wasn't anything to warrent further discussion on the particular subject, I tried to move the subject away. But oh no, somehow they jsut had to shift it backa nd explain again for like the tenth time why they felt that way. Hey, I heard ya the first time and I understand it.
After explaining what happen, the three of us got on the conversation of the trip to Connecticut. We noticed how we seemed to be the "darkest" people in the town. down here, people don't cross the street when they seem me coming, or hurriedly scoop of their kids and whisper for them to watch out for the wierd people. At first, it actually bothered us, for there was nothign to fear from us, but then the sudden realization dawn on me. People don't fear me because I'm black or wear chains and have colorful hair. No, there is a energy coming from those who dont' seek approval and validation. People who don't seek to fit in, who only ask for respect. That energy is terrifying to those not yet ready to step out and be one with themselves. And no I don't mean people who do the whole "uncool" thing because it's cool to do. That really just another form of conformity. Or those who label themselves with a brand.
Another point of the conversation was when people deny a part of themselves in order to gain acceptance. I will never back away from the fact taht I'm a Christian. There will be nothing for my to deny my Black Heritage, neither my Scottish, Dutch nor Seminole and Cree. There are all a part of who I am and for me to deny or hide that would make me become a person I cannot fathom. It's something no one can make me take away.
I sure hope I didn't bore anyone. The conversation last night was so poerful that it's stuck in my mind and I needed to write it down.
After explaining what happen, the three of us got on the conversation of the trip to Connecticut. We noticed how we seemed to be the "darkest" people in the town. down here, people don't cross the street when they seem me coming, or hurriedly scoop of their kids and whisper for them to watch out for the wierd people. At first, it actually bothered us, for there was nothign to fear from us, but then the sudden realization dawn on me. People don't fear me because I'm black or wear chains and have colorful hair. No, there is a energy coming from those who dont' seek approval and validation. People who don't seek to fit in, who only ask for respect. That energy is terrifying to those not yet ready to step out and be one with themselves. And no I don't mean people who do the whole "uncool" thing because it's cool to do. That really just another form of conformity. Or those who label themselves with a brand.
Another point of the conversation was when people deny a part of themselves in order to gain acceptance. I will never back away from the fact taht I'm a Christian. There will be nothing for my to deny my Black Heritage, neither my Scottish, Dutch nor Seminole and Cree. There are all a part of who I am and for me to deny or hide that would make me become a person I cannot fathom. It's something no one can make me take away.
I sure hope I didn't bore anyone. The conversation last night was so poerful that it's stuck in my mind and I needed to write it down.
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"He was covered in tattoos," he said.
Awkward pause.
Then everyone looked at me.
I leaned forward, and said, very seriously, "You should never trust someone with tattoos."
Everyone laughed.
The conversation didn't bore me at all. Please write more in the future. I enjoy your words.