Using Our Heads Right

WE ARE ALL RACISTS in the sense that we all tend to buy into the nonsense that the human species can be neatly categorized according to skin pigmentation, conveniently forgetting that every human has a unique skin pigmentation, a unique electromagnetic spectrum signature. We are all different, all seven point four billion of us. An easy way to demonstrate this to yourself is too compare your forearm to those of other people, as many other people as possible. No matter who you compare yours to, your skin color will be different, and you can see the difference clearly and quickly. You will never find an exact match of anybody else's skin color to yours, although you might come fairly close a time or two. To a certain extent, this even applied to identical twins, although the difference tends to be quite slight. Racism, the point is, is a state of mind, a fabrication, a trick of the mind, an intellectual device to simplify the world for us. and that's all well and good, until we do it to the extent wherein racism becomes a real problem, as it quite obviously long since has. Boy, howdy. The actual problem is not racism, per se. The problem is scientific, organized, categorical thinking, handed down over the centuries from Aristotle and the academy, which, for all its utility in preserving knowledge, tends to obscure reality with generalizations, in a world which consists of an infinite variety of unique forms. On the one hand, its depressing; the thought that so much nightmarish trouble has occurred in the world, especially here in our own United States, because of nothing other than a trick of the mind. And yes, all African-Americans have a different and unique skin color as well, thank you for asking. The mental tricks don't stop there. Oh no, not by a long way. Nations, and international borders are also nothing but ideals, concepts. Another tricky little illusion is that we are all separate individuals, when in fact this planet and everything on it is a single, magnificent lifeform, as is, come to think of it, the universe. Let's just call the universe "God", or the great eternal spirit of existence, and leave it at that, but whatever else we do, let's stop using mental gymnastics to manufacture misery, when we could just as well use them to create joy for us all.