Who are we?

Who are we if not the memories that we tell ourselves?  We say, I am a <insert job here>,  <insert parental status>, <insert mental disorder>, <insert chemical dependency> , <insert past experiences we remember to form who we see in the mirror today>.  What happens when a person has such a clear memory of emotional pain, suffering, regret, sorrow, sadness, and fear, that they have to shut out those memories for fear being overwhelmed?  Does that person ever get to be whole?

I have been watching several thought provoking series lately.  Ones that remind me of the archaic state of mental health “treatments”.  How they used to be barbaric and cruel.  By people who actually believed that you could terrify someone into sanity.  Today, they just fill you with synthetic garbage to block out more than needed.  So many brilliant minds, sleeping through life.  We have been forced to tolerate so much.  That, in and of itself is near maddening.

It feels as though humanity is standing at the precipice.  Allowing so much that should not occur, to keep proliferating itself.  If you want to erase racism, stop making race an issue.  Don’t mention it in stories.  Stop teaching people to keep seeing it where it does not exist.  Why do you think cigarette companies like anti smoking commercials?  Because they continuously talk about smoking.  Reminding people to pay attention to cigarettes.  In similar fashion to the World Wrestling Entertainment company, ANY publicity is good for business.  That means, the more we tolerate racism, the more we spread it.  This goes the same for any differences between people.  There will always be differences, but if you don’t continuously accentuate them, then their meaning is diminished.

 

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