I’m not fully white & I’m not fully black. My hair has never been
down to my ass & it’s only broken a few comb teeth. I’m not one
thing, I’m a combination of gloriously multifaceted people & to say
otherwise would be to disregard crucial parts of me. So stop trying to
figure out my ethnic cacophony & thinking you can define me by it.
Even I don’t know everything in my genetic mix. Stop trying to box
everyone in. What’s so wrong with us all simply being humans?
When I cut my hair, I realised how much I relish androgyny. I've already been mistaken for a boy & it makes me feel a little bit more perplexing than I already was. I’m not a delicate flower that must be protected by a glass case, but neither am I rough & rugged. I like it that someone can look at me & not be sure what I am. Maybe it’s because I don’t even know. Maybe it’s because I’m having fun figuring it out & I find it strange that anyone would try to confine me to one phase of my process of discovery. Whatever it is, I love the new do more than I ever thought I could. I love being ambiguous because I don’t feel that I’m any one character that each person I meet makes me out to be.
The funny thing is, I think everyone & no one is ambiguous. Everyone has quirks that can’t be personally identified or understood. No one truly fits into the boxes built for him by people's opinions of what he should be. That is really the source of ambiguity/androgyny/whatever you ascribe to.
A close friend of mine likes to say that Christian denominations are “all different flavours of the same Kool-Aid”, & I think it’s the same with the state of being human. We just don't always appreciate that we're all mystery flavours in one way or another.
When I cut my hair, I realised how much I relish androgyny. I've already been mistaken for a boy & it makes me feel a little bit more perplexing than I already was. I’m not a delicate flower that must be protected by a glass case, but neither am I rough & rugged. I like it that someone can look at me & not be sure what I am. Maybe it’s because I don’t even know. Maybe it’s because I’m having fun figuring it out & I find it strange that anyone would try to confine me to one phase of my process of discovery. Whatever it is, I love the new do more than I ever thought I could. I love being ambiguous because I don’t feel that I’m any one character that each person I meet makes me out to be.
The funny thing is, I think everyone & no one is ambiguous. Everyone has quirks that can’t be personally identified or understood. No one truly fits into the boxes built for him by people's opinions of what he should be. That is really the source of ambiguity/androgyny/whatever you ascribe to.
A close friend of mine likes to say that Christian denominations are “all different flavours of the same Kool-Aid”, & I think it’s the same with the state of being human. We just don't always appreciate that we're all mystery flavours in one way or another.
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