Thursday, November 21, 2013

grey is a color

What happens when you have a life experience that changes your perspective on things? Insignificant or not, what happens to your eyeballs, your senses, your ability to process and cope with everyday situations. Some are hard some are not, but all of it comes down to how we take in situations and how we react to them. Life goes on without us, life will go on without us. The world spins, and the world grows; depending on how we look at it, within or without us…within or without us…I find myself fighting the world as if it were black and white, too inclined to believe the right thing is an instant answer. On they flip side I also discover that when I can't quite come to a conclusion that the answer must be grey matter, which goes against the previous sentence…why? How can we black and white and grey at the same time? There are many things that are black and white, there are also things that are too grey, too lost in translation that all we can do is accept change. Some feel repressed, some feel alienated, some feel that they have a God-given right to do whatever they please, and others just assume that is the way the world works…for them. 

But what do we do when our eyes, hearts, and unemotional brains that think in black and white have changed forever? Is there an acceptance or a refusal? Is one right or wrong or is one just better…better to who? Dictating policy has its benefits but who are we to dictate? 


If you feel like you are a dying breed, or a select few…chances are you might be. Not because you are better or worse, just because you are different. Do you accept the change or stand for what is right….black, white or grey?

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