BLM – Modern Romanticism

Philosophy – “A Critique against the ‘Black Lives Matter’ Movement” – 5/10/2021

“Justice is, what denial isn’t. We cannot, as we might, find ourselves to find fault in another, without rejecting our own humanity. Our nature, to be imperfect, to be flawed, is to comprehend that the sides to a coin do not represent a sheer division; rather, they represent what exists to inevitably work towards the other’s needs or conveniences.”
– Modern Romanticism

It is all too alike, as we’re bound to find, that a fragile thing like Justice is often corrupted by the facilities of egotism and ambition. Upon this, what with the specific movement to discuss, that their catering towards the victimization of blacks, has resulted in extensive manipulation of purport. A purpose, by which one finds meaning in it, would ever be manipulated by a highness to one’s attitude, that perhaps had always been.

Among politics, egotism is the place of the survivor. For the one willing to outwit or outsmart the other, a task to manipulate has incredible hold upon those who are swayed to be under their arms. Within their grasp, and then, the manipulation is perceived to be a sight of goodness. How can one comprehend the truth of the politician, when one does not know them? Yet, they’ll admit to somehow knowing the victim, their place for what is needed, comprehend what limits are stirred for the sake of their unlimited power.

No one is ever “empowered”, within this movement, or those alike. The more dependence, the less gain, not the more. This should be common knowledge, though the person most willing to depend is also most unknowingly being deceived and manipulated. Lies are the weapon of politics. To be swayed under a politician’s control, is no longer through force.

No longer do we live in the days of direct and honest tyrants, who would use force to confiscate someone’s property. We now dwell within days when we are told to be living in “different times”, despite such words are, themselves, a deception.

People have not changed. Nothing has, for “change” would represent itself as mere chaos. Change is a synonym for chaos, to be nothing credited as more. To be within the belief that our species has changed, is ever through the essence of deception. That, to conceal ourselves, means that truth is no longer the boldness. We can be deceived, so much with ease, when we wish ourselves to enforce change, though nothing is ever altered.

As it is through chaos that a movement, as this, would be inspired to take up the mantle for the sake of Justice, then it cannot be. Justice cannot be for such a movement, if it speaks of change. We do not change, unless we yearn to dismantle what is, already. Though, to improve, for such is change’s opposite, would mean to never embrace chaos, though the order for which Justice stands.

By fire, such a movement has control, though none. Through flame, such a movement seeks Vengeance, not Justice. Change is uncontrolled, though it is improvement that is. Fire, spread like the wind, same as one’s voice for carrying out an advocation to another change; this is chaos. A chaotic spread, being of an uncontrolled blaze, is where Vengeance finds its home. And, to deceive those into believing one fights for Justice, using flame, is nothing short of a comedic skit.

Same with rage, flame is uncontrolled, if spread over the entirety. Only water, being superior to fire, can douse it.

Though, would such a movement find water, the expression of the vulnerable human nature, as the greater weapon to flame? They’d not, for then they’d no longer be manipulated.

Flames can be manipulated, under the command of who causes them, from those so responsible for decieving the world. Flames dance, as such people for this certain movement can be no more than puppets, made to waltz from corner to corner, hot within the ballroom.

A vulnerable side, a human side, would implore a person to find solutions. True solutions, brought from this vulnerable and human nature of people, not belonging to the inferiority behind fire. Water is superior to fire, thus making a solution formed through being vulnerable as the objectively better option.

Though, why would we find ourselves attracted to the flame? To be warm, of course, for it is an addiction. No longer would we become brave against the coldness of who we are, when we break ourselves down, instead of others. Those dependent on flame, or just dependent, will not go far from it.

Were we to find ourselves as vulnerable, we’d discover that anyone can feel our pain. For this is what flame, or anger, conceals. It conceals hurt.

How is it not plausible to attribute flame to deception, if rage conceals hurt?

If hurt is truth, and truth is hurtful, then flame would be the deception that hides it.

Quote – “Why not Believe Prejudice as a Fear?” – 8/27/2020

“When prejudice is believed to never be a fear, it becomes a one-sided standpoint on who can possibly take a form of it. When prejudice is believed to be a fear, equality is soon promoted in the belief that all sides, when prejudiced, feel the same thing. For when emotion can be realized, in terms of sameness, there is a unison involved where comprehension becomes commonplace.
Whether in love, or undergoing a tantrum of fear, there is comprehension. As an example of a solider to see another of his kind, there is the same expression in either’s eyes.”
– Modern Romanticism

Philosophy – “Why Racism is not an Act of Hate” – 7/24/2020

“When focus of fear occurs, it is knowledge that is gained of a broken people. Someone pulls the strings of fear, in the conquering of false competition and needless battle. Some puppeteer makes the dolls fight, in their trivial fights to be weakened.”
– Modern Romanticism

How often has a person been intimate with their “acts of racism”? Close in contact? They’d not be, unless they knew that person beyond the color of their skin.

For to know a person would mean to either love or to hate.

Hatred might blind the person. Though, so does love, to the individual who has a lover or a mother, or whoever else.

Do we know every dark secret? No. Though we must know something to enforce true hatred. Therefore, racism is impossible under the banner of actual hatred. It is true also that hatred cannot be of a collective. It is an emotion of loneliness, kept hidden, and only revealed at the mention of the specific individual. The fool who believes that racism is part of hatred, must deny that this suffocating emotion is a personal vendetta from individual to individual.

Whether love or hate, it is close, intimate, and understood. It goes beyond the shallowness of only noticing the skin color, to the heart of a person.

Quote – “Why Racism has no Definition” – 7/23/2020

“When everything is deemed to be racist, then nothing is deemed to be racist. It is the same with art. If anything can be art, then nothing is art. Repetition, in terms of the mass production to something that should hold meaning and value, causes that meaning and value to become dust. It is gone, both meaning and value, because repetition has killed it.
To imagine it like the United States attempting to solve its debt problem, by simply printing out more paper currency, would cause the dollar bill to lose its value. It is through that repetition, that value is killed. Meaning becomes killed, the same way. For if everything is deemed the same as a singularity, then it is no longer about meaning, as much as it is the loss of it.”
– Modern Romanticism

Philosophy – “A Thing about Racism…” – 6/8/2020

An immense focus on skin color, would not be a focus on a person’s characteristics or even their genetic traits.

What type of a person, in today’s world, is seen to focus on skin color? Is it the person who calls another person the racist, or perhaps it is the racist, themselves? It could be the former.

Considering that when it comes to sports, blacks are most noted for their physical superiority over other races. When it comes to muscular anatomy, blacks are hailed as superior. Call a black man drafted into the National Basketball Association an example of “racial profiling”, if one should like. When someone looks through his athletic profile at great feats in terms of agility and strength, they comprehend easily that it was the black man’s genetic qualities that made this more possible. Call such an example “racial profiling”, when a black athlete’s athletic profile is examined, in depth, to the point where it’s not even mentioned, though simply based on instinct, that their genetic traits are more advantageous.

Though, to those who are focused on skin color, in contrast from those who can see beyond it to perhaps the culture of a person, which of these two are here to see the worth in a person? Which of these two are here to see beyond skin color to the value of a person, shared from their origin?

The culture of a person to the race of a person, is merely the expression of an individual’s origin. That race, being the origin, is what is used to express diversity within the form of art.

When a group can focus on the racism of an individual, they neglect to simply think on the likely possibility that racism is not of them, and that it is more of a problem with the race’s culture. It is is here where we can see that skin color is more the focus for those who fight racism, than any person deemed to be racist.

A question comes up to ask, “Does a person, who can see past a race into either their culture or their genetic traits, ever lean back to focus on race, once more?” It can only happen when said movements show their greater focus on race, over the problems within that race’s culture. In such a time, every person is seen to be a danger to each other, though such an origin for these dangers are within the culture, being never the focus. For such a focus has been entirely diminished to the point where race is the prime sight.

It would a healthy thing for culture to simply battle itself in debate and discussion over ideas, being what pertains to actual diversity. Though, when diversity is seen more through the light of race, origin, or identity, it is there when the view upon culture is abandoned.