Do. Not. Com. Part. Mental. Ise me.

Good Morning, Good Evening, God BLess your Life.

I am a human being. Level my playing field because I level yours. I believe there's men, and then there's women. And they are equal, but they are not. Together they make equal, apart they are just Men and Women. Men. And Women. Women. And Men.

I am about to disown my race and ethnicity so I can inherit my humanity. Thank you society for deciding I can't be both human and black. I can't be human and African. I can't be human and male. A human and a man. A human and sane. Thank you for making me choose.

I choose Human.

Not good. Not bad. Both. Human.

Human first. Then a man.
Because I am NOT a woman. And a woman can NOT be me.

So who am I?
Who am I? I am insane. Because sanity is determined by popularity, and every two generations sanity changes. Our grandmothers and grandfathers would have had us stoned, and their granmothers and grandfathers would probably have done the same to them. Yet we are exactly the same.

Sure, some things seem completely to change, but those things seem more external than anything. And if nothing changes internally, nothing changes.

Drugs don't change you, they just get you to lie to yourself enough to believe it is the truth. Here's the thing though

The truth can determine what you believe. What you "believe" does not necessarily always determine the truth.

The truth is one of the few things your changing beliefs can NOT alter. Because your beliefs aren't really beliefs, theyre just perceptions.

If what you believe wasn't here before you believed it, then it probably won't be here long after you are not here to believe it anymore.

And even if it is, it will inevitably follow you to the grave at some point.

Who am I? I am insane. Because sanity is determined by hypocrissy. All of us have closed our eyes and seen things that would freak anyone out, including us.
We have all imagined strange things.
We will do or think something that is individually normal to only us. Abnormal to eeeeeeeeveryone else. Our thoughts are like fingerprints, they are ALL fingerprints, they have a defining similarity, enough to ALL be grouped as fingerprints, yet ALL of them are different.

There was no normal before somebody decided what it was. Right and wrong, yes, that always was, the natural order of things.

We as humans changed our natural order because we could. Only we didn't change it, we just went against it, the natural order still stands, and we wonder why everything is messed up, playing the blame game as long as we can point the thumb up at ourselves and the finger at others.

Somewhere down the line somebody got uncomfortable with the uniqueness of natural so they got enough people with them push their version of normal on everyone else.

That is NOT the natural order of things, just the "normal" one. So now the opposite of natural, is normal.

Most drugs aren't natural, yet in society somehow taking drugs is normal. But that's another blog post

Who am I? I am kind. I am unkind. I want to pay IN kind. Thus I am mankind. I mean. I AM mean. I am hurtful. I am selfish. Apparently I can either sell fish or fish sellers. I am both, but I can not choose both.

The more I grow, the more I realise I am two, but will only be known for one.

If they say you were a bad person , they won't say you were a good one. Yet the only difference between the two, is the action. The intention is always identical, always both. The action is the choice between one.

Who am I? I am depth. When the surface got too superficial, I dove. I dived. When the depth got too stifling, i drowned. But either way, I went down. If when you hit rock bottom, there's nowhere to go but up, what does that make miners?

Miners. Mine. Self. Explosive. Impulsive. Obsessive. Compulsive. Disorderly. Distorted. Disturbed. Deserving.  Dissolving. Connected or coincidental?
Coincidence, I could be, if it existed.
Lucky, I might be, if there was such a thing.

Might is either power, or could be. Both, but only one. There's might. Then there's Might!

What you are against is going to swallow you up if it is more powerful than what you are for.

I know WHAT I am for. And that's all the what I need.

Now the question is who.

Who am I?

Am I black?
Am I African?
Am I Heterosexual?
Am I Christian?
Am I?

Or am I?
Maybe I am. Maybe I am what I am. Maybe what I am, I am. I just am. Maybe that is enough for me.
And since i don't believe in coincidence, May for me is a month, not a possible

So who am I?
I am.