“It’s also about integration: owning up to the parts of yourself, however much you might not like them. In the Real there are so many taboos that people are completely fragmented. That’s the joke of it. They cling rigidly to the idea that they are one unique person, while they are busy hiding parts of themselves they can’t accept.”
― Alan McCluskey
We were all part of the same clay pot that exploded and got in all four horizons of this Earth and made us forget who were our ancestors and what was our beginning. We got in a world where everyone is entitled to a land that does not belong to anyone, but to nature, and we are feeling special in a ridiculous way. We are ashamed to accept our flaws and to accept reality, and we create small worlds where walls are made of glass and we pretend no ones sees us when we try to hide behind thick curtains. We swipe left too fast to realize that behind a picture there is a soul that needs someone just to talk with. We sweep under the rug feelings and we lock the doors, burn bridges and leave our dreams behind because we cannot accept ourselves and others with all the love we feel, placing it in closed chests filled with taboo. We cannot express opinions anymore without hurting others’ feelings, we became too sensitive to the reality that we are afraid we get injured just from words. We used to live just to survive, and we faced the harsh weather and lonely nights, to get to these days when we cannot even accept ourselves in the greatest conditions humanity could experience. We lack confidence, we use filters and adopt extreme appearances, we are losing in too many details and everyone is wearing a false mask. We are not accepting reality, and everything is based on feelings and experiences. How will be able to survive if we cannot even accept ourselves? We dissipated among the world with traditions and culture, and without any disrespect for anyone, most of them are so ridiculous but we don’t even want to accept that. We believe that our country, land, or tradition is the greatest and no one else should be above us, but we are so different in every aspect, yet we are so selfish when we look with disagreement to anyone that doesn’t follow the same beliefs. We are not all meant to be loved and be appreciated, however, we can at least be reasonable and see this reality for what is given. One area is different than another, one person is different from another, yet we are still clinched rigidly in the idea that we are unique but so busy to hide the parts we cannot accept. Is not a science, is just taboo. Let’s talk about it.
“Taboos after all are only hangovers, the product of diseased minds, you might say, of fearsome people who hadn’t the courage to live and who under the guise of morality and religion have imposed these things upon us.”
― Henry Miller
We are afraid to live our lives to the fullest potential but so judgmental of the ones who do it. We are strict with our diet and we cannot accept that blending condiments and people was what led to form these communities and races. We pray and ask the entities for help, but we are ignorant of others that share the same beliefs in other languages. We are seen as mentally diseased if we dare to contradict and turn against oppression, but we don’t realize that we are always moving forward, and what we face are just political strategies. We are losing time and we waste potential in a world where resources are enough for all, and the knowledge would save us from hypocrisy, only if would use it. We are not all meant to follow the rules and be obedient, we are not always suppressed and we should be aware that this life lasts only how much it gets for us to experience enough. We are not taking into consideration that excess and lust are not always sins, but ways of experiencing this life, and moderation and chastity do not guarantee us a place in Heaven. We have this life without trial and demo version, and since we are born to the moment we die, is the only certainty we get in our hands. There is a probability for everything else, but what is reality when not even eyewitnessing is not certain? What is reality when hallucination is the first sign of a mental disorder? There is a brilliant and complete reality that gathers all the ideas and beliefs, but certainty is probably nothing from what we are knowing and believing. Living in an imaginary world or waking up in a space with an alarm clock and bills to pay, makes a difference? We prove with scientific methods just probabilities, and we create theories from the same mistakes repeated over and over. We are questioning others, but we don’t question our beliefs, because the traditions and culture are deeply imprinted in our genes, which makes it impossible to even realize there is another possibility. Between all that we agree and disagree with, there is always something taboo. Let’s talk about it.
“Once you break one tabbo, others soon come thumgbling down. Once you start rolling downhill, you carry on rolling until you reach the lowest point. For someone with no aim in life and who has never known love, leading a respectable life seems utterly pointless and unbearable.”
― Rika Yokomori
We are placing our thoughts and beliefs in a row with a domino effect, and once we are demolishing the first piece, what follows after comes tumbling without the possibility of reverse. The sins, the broken vows, the realities tore apart, the beliefs crumbled, everything makes our realities scream from painful skepticism. What is real? What is known? What is life? What is improper or unacceptable? One possibility would be to accept that evolution and adaptation made us have different beliefs, cultures, and traditions. We are influenceable, we are confused, we are turned from our ways, and we are kept in a society that changes our perspective about religion, social life, health, creating divisions and separations. We are not enemies, we are not made to fight against others, we are not owned and we don’t own anything. We have one chance to live, and to experience this life on Earth to the fullest capacity, and losing our time with unnecessary ideas, only diminishes our chances to get the sense of these gifts we have. We are hiding behind conflicts with ourselves, we are judged for the ones that are daring to live their lives and we are punishing the innocents for thoughts. Whatever we think, and feel and maybe what we want to know, is not a sin, is not ashamed, is just taboo. Feel free to talk about it!