Elucidating Questions

There’s seven odd billion ways to be human

Some trillions of lives lived

And things may seem to resemble eachother, but every situation is different

Every lived experience

And they try to sell you boxes to live in

You’re this

So here’s the five personalities you’re allowed to have

And this is how you should look

And dress

Here’s what your interests should be

Fit in a box somehow

Contortion is truly the mental skill of the human

So desperate to fit in

When we should have been embracing our diversity

All of it

How we’re all different

We should have been uniting on understanding

The one-ness of the human condition

Fear of being completely alone

Where we are similar

Yet no one is the same

What is the point of wearing a thousand masks to match what they sold you about yourself?

We’re all free in our minds

Along with our demons and fears

How to learn to live in harmony inside and out?

And can someone tell me what the carnal sin of differences is?

I’ve not found myself in one of you yet I can still feel affection for what you’ve done

Who you are

They feel so outside of me

I’ve had to accept that I’m different

Why do they act as if they are homogenous when they’re seperate solids?

Water gathers with all water

Not just the water from this lake or that

If you’re going to try to emulate it

Do it right

Are you a liquid?

Do you become what is the same as you?

It’s not even a joining of roots

Roots make people stronger

Instead it is of what to fight

Whom

Foundations aren’t built like this

And I don’t know how to do this and not be right

I don’t want to be right

Sometimes you all look like eachother

But once the mouth opens the differences crack through

Once the body moves you know it’s someone else

Your billion billion similarities

Your trillion trillion differences

Can’t both be right?

Imagine humanity untethered

Where the media didn’t sell ourselves to us

This is how you, your body, your mind should be

Why don’t we protect eachother instead of creating boogeyman personas of what people who don’t look like us are like?

It’s always questions I can’t answer

Don’t tell me I know

Knowing is terrifying

Don’t you see differences as beautiful things?

Do you get angry when you see an animal you’ve never seen before?

Old humans used to do that

Draw terrifying images of the animals they couldn’t see in the dark

Are you more advanced than a person from, say, the year 900?

I would hope so

A millennium has gone by

Then again I wonder

They’re too smart for they’re own good

And too stupid to handle their own brilliance

I believe in you

But I also don’t

Your track record is terrible