“Racism is to say a person is comparable to the rest, because they could never be contrasted from the rest.”– Modern Romanticism
Philosophy – “The Falsehoods of Pride” – 6/23/2020
“Where one should be proud for their deeds, one should be humble for what such actions make the committed person.”– Anonymous
It is true in the statement that pride is meant for action, for deeds, for the noble actions that were held of having no choice. One can be internally proud as a hidden pride, in doing right for another, though one should never boast about selflessness. As in, one should never speak so highly about what one has done for another, if they mean to be humble for those selfless deeds. Within earshot of that person, it will make the helped individual appear powerless.
One inevitably humbles themselves, through selflessness, through love. One does not, in fact, humble themselves in direct respect to pride upon their own identification. For that means they are not humble for who they are, as they have not done anything worthwhile for another person.
Pride, for identification, is the epitome of selfishness. For that is because selfishness is defined to be being proud in terms of Sloth, of laziness, of no action. In that sense, one has always desired a choice. Because, to be selfless, means to not have had a choice. For those we love, do we ever say that we had a choice in helping them? To love, is never a choice. For if love is defined as light, then it is just as fast in its enactment, through selfless deeds.
Love does not boast itself, as it always humbles itself upon what noble deeds make the individual selfless person. For one will have a toxic mindset, were they to say for selflessness, that they should be uplifted for those noble and selfless deeds. In being selfless, a person has uplifted another. In being selfish, a person has uplifted themselves.
One should indeed be humble for themselves, and proud for their selfless deeds. Though, that pride should not come about as a boast. It should, in fact, be seen in the eyes of the person, helped. By seeing them in their better state, their better condition, the selfless one comprehends the helped one as the proud one. For it is not that the selfless person did all the work for those they helped. They merely showed the path to those they aided.
Therefore, pride will remain as the toxicity of believing it pertains to identification. This means that a person “proud for their identity”, is a person who believes themselves to have a choice. That is, they have not ever committed to a lack of freedom, a lack of a choice, where a person will inevitably do right for another. They have always reasoned themselves out of being responsible, to take up what is needed for external factors, unrelated to having a choice.
Philosophy – “Why the Pride Rainbow is the Symbol that Withdraws Others” – 6/16/2020
“While we focus on the sight of a wound, so external upon the skin, we never notice if there’s an infection. Do we notice the virus that crawls in the blood, the sigh of helplessness from one remembered grief?”– Anonymous
Reverse psychology in how the “pride rainbow” is shown upon a banner, operates like how a human willfully desires to see something beneath the Earth. We are, as humans, treasure hunters. We long to see something that does not appear dead, like dust, upon the surface of our memories.
Reverse psychology works, in this sense, that by a person telling someone to focus on color, in raising such a banner, that person told such will begin to wonder on what is beyond. That speaking person is, in this sense, telling the listening person to do the opposite. For it is inevitable for any human that they will want to know something beyond the color.
For a banner to attract the focus to color, makes a person who is willfully ignorant enough, able to withdraw their focus to the exterior of any human being. It withdraws the focus from the interior, so that we remain in that ignorance. For those who wish to know something beyond, there is the question that states, “Color is always seen, of Nature, of the world, so what is beneath the color, beneath the grass, beneath the soil?”
While the focus remains as the exterior, nobody of such promotion wishes to “get to know” a person, comprehend them beyond the simple color. It might be also the same when a person, who raises such a banner, is telling others to never see within them. To perhaps what hurts? To perhaps get to know them, and befriend them?
Why are people proud based on color? Why aren’t people proud based on contribution to what comes from one’s identity? The former is the work of a mother and a father. The latter would be the work of us. Upon the focus of an exterior, the interior becomes neglected, especially of those who have their own focus upon their own exterior. Though, when we focus upon the interior, then the exterior does not become neglected, because it will then become rather simple to apply attraction to that exterior, to that color. It wouldn’t require work, as it never does require any real labor, in that sense, to make something attractive. For attraction is based on instinct, so such a task should be effortless.
For such a task of attraction will be proven effortless, when we can comprehend that the labor of expression comes from an internal source, as not color for the sake of color. We are not laborious when we work to attract, because it is the same as stepping outside to notice what attracts us. Based on instinct, not based on work ethic. What is based on work ethic is our realization to know that what we can contribute in terms of different flavors, is not in how we appear, though in how we make the world appear. When we paint, as an artist, we paint by what we feel, do we not? Therefore, it is our contribution that comes by as labor, that we know it stems from an identity to make into something for another’s connection. Our identity is always another’s identity. Therefore, it is in what we do, that is the contribution, to create color that is not so obvious as how we appear, on the outside.
What can attract, will be immediate, as it is from us to the attraction. What we make to attract, does not require any effort, or should not require it, for we should know that instincts compel us to be attracted. In what we are expressive in doing, that is the work that is needed in knowing someone. We express, because we know, because we have that knowledge through getting to know someone. Though, in seeing color, there is something still so blatant about it, that for it to be a focus, makes us lose contact with being beneath the surface. Is it not that attraction will be instant, upon recognition of it? Why must color be the focus, especially of something so blatant as an external reveal? The work required in “knowing someone” is indeed a task. Therefore, the work required in healing someone, through what expression inevitably does, will be the task. In healing someone, a person has to know someone.
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.
Poetry of a Love – “I am in Love” – Romantic Poetry
Step into me,
Cold and broken,
With pieces placed in your arms,
Cutting flesh, already bruised.
Tell me sweet verse,
Over an idled curse.
A swollen love,
Not from above.
Two eyes do appear,
From between shadows,
So dense and heavy.
You have curves that dance,
Under vivid wilderness,
And a beautiful face,
Shown to magnify,
My perception to be acute: –
For I see of you,
The bluest hues,
In a pair of faraway eyes,
And still so close to me.
Your face, buried in my chest,
Yet, buried in your hands.
You have a waist,
That I could grip with one hand,
And a neck,
That could be kissed, tenderly.
The music to your sigh,
Would never allow a goodbye.
Oh, beauty! Come to me,
With ivory placed so evenly.
Give yourself to me,
And do not let go.
Grant me one wish,
To love forever.