What box?

My life has not been about labels one even told me they did not think I even knew there was a box. I don't. I don't need to look at others as a race, a color, or a lifestyle. Nor do I need to stereotype.

Let not our world be about divisions but about appreciation for one another.

Let not our world be about fear but about wonder.

Always makes me think of a childhood experience of mine. I was visiting my aunt in the city with my mother. all week long I had played with the neighborhood children. All of a sudden one of the childrens mothers would not let him play with us saying he was sick. He wasn't he snuck to the window saying as much.

I told my mother about this and she told me his mother was being prejudice. I had no idea what she meant. She explained that his mother did not want him to play with us because we had different skin colors from him. I looked at her with my face scrunched in confusion and said, "that doesn't make any sense." Out of the mouth of babes as they say.

Thanks mom for teaching me to be good to others and for not teaching me about prejudice.

Also makes me think of my good friend Jig (Jason). One never knows what lovely color would end up in his hair, or what fun look he would be inspired to have. Many would label in a certain way... he really doesn't he just knows who he is. You rock my "Silly Dragon".

 I feel individuality is frowned upon because their is no predictability in it. In a world the demands strucure it creates fear. Those of us who are free from this are labeled rebels,..anarchists. The majority  of us just desire the truth, justice, and honor of days gone by. Is it truly gone though? Not as long as there are those who live it.

I don't see your boxes and I don't mind... maybe its time to burn them. don't they smother?