I feel like as we're growing older, we tend to become more judgmental, we search for things that are wrong in a person and refuse to look at the good in people. I love a child's mind because they see things as they are, they encourage each other, and they don't segregate. As we grow older, at some point we're corrupted and fit into the social stereotypes and fear is instilled in us towards certain races and we learn to hate things we're not accustomed to or rather, what is foreign to us or what we don't understand.
We're all aware that we're racists to a certain point and we are judgmental people. It's just whether or not you choose to admit it or not. I know myself well enough that I know that I do that unconsciously but this is something to do with how and where I was brought up in, and I admit it openly. But, no matter what, that does not mean that it is okay for you to treat people according to the stereotypes that has been suggested to us. It's one thing to feel a certain way and it's another to act upon the feelings that are constantly oppressing our kindness.
Personally, I feel that of course life would be easier if everyone were of the same shade and there weren't any prejudice to however people are. But then again, you see the variations in the actions of each individual and you appreciate everything even more. However, I also think that we can be better individuals and we can learn to be better people.
Now, moving onto making the decisions in our lives, we're tainted by this false sense of security in that if we work harder, we would be richer, happier or even more successful. I don't agree with that. I think we're all biased by how pretty or handsome someone is, and attractive people do have an upper hand in life in general. This false sense of security that we have built in thinking that if we work hard enough, we would be more successful, is unfortunately untrue. It's honestly about the connections that you have and how good you are at manipulating other people's emotions. Now, don't get me wrong. This is harsh but this is also the truth. My findings are through my observations and maybe there is a bias in my opinion which I myself do not know about, but arguably, there are two sides to the story and I admit that my side is only one of them.
The false sense of security that we have leads us to not taking the opportunities that we have and thinking about the insecurities and the potential sacrifice that we would have to make in chasing our dreams. But a dream should be something that would make us happy and if we see things as sacrificing dreams, then most probably that was never a dream in the first place. I agree that dreams change very often depending on what stage in life we are in. But, if we're unable to achieve the dream of when we were the least emotionally tainted individual in the world, then, what is the point of living or having a dream?
Think about this.
Till my next post. xx
(Feel free to ask me questions or get into a conversation with me in regards to this, this is merely a general overview)