I had hopes that this would be a blog about juggling gender and privilege and religion and race and curiosity and eagerness and despair and excitement as I move from my conditioned way of thinking and perceiving, into some new place of layered open-mindedness, honest expression, and nonjudgemental self-acceptance. But it's become more of a space for me to make odd confessions, or whine about my first-world problems. Don't waste your time here...

[Title quote from Robert A. Wilson's Prometheus Rising, "We are all giants, raised by pygmies, who have learned to walk with a perpetual mental crouch. Unleashing our full stuature -- our total brain power -- is what [life] is all about."

14th May 2012

Link reblogged from Truth is my Compass, & Wisdom my Helm. with 49 notes

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truths89:

I was five when I established my first best friendship. She was white and her parents called me her “nigger friend.” I didn’t care to make a fuss because we enjoyed each others company. However, as I grew older and we lost contact, I always felt that racism was unsettling. It has never made sense…

It became evident, to me, that all -izms are a mask for domination, exploitation and a justification for dehumanization.”

Blown AWAY by this post. 

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