With all the noise demonizing LGBTQIA folks—definitely a script--few realize the true danger we pose, to wit: we have access to both male and female thought processes and sensibilities. Not all of us, of course; primarily the ones in the middle, the Bi-, Trans-, and Queer, aka nonbinary.
We automatically hear other people's scripts, even if we don't recognize them as such. In fact, too many of us follow our own party-line script to label the "anti" folk as haters because, well, they come across that way, don't they? Their script is hateful, its intention to spread misinformation, conflict, and divisiveness. But don't be fooled; it's grounded in true confusion, humans knee-jerk react to bewilderment with fear, fear manifests as anger, and anger spews as hate.
Stupid biology. Gets ya every time, don't it?
Those who live by a script of love see this reality as something to combat, but that's kinda self-defeating, isn't it? In fact, if we're going to go down that road (which apparently I am), life itself is equally self-defeating. I mean, we're all gonna die, ya can't take it with you, money can buy loyalty, sex (and souls) but not love, blah blah blah, etc. and scooby dooby do.
So what's the answer? I think it's a combination of Tim Walz's "Mind your own business," and Myles Munroe's "The greatest tragedy in life is not death, but a life without purpose," and Mr. Rogers' ''Be kind." Granted, wonderful platitudes but tough words to actually live by for those who exist as corporeal beings.
Bottom line; we all have our scripts. Seeing others' is a great first step; seeing our own is a tremulous experience; accepting that diversity has more plusses than minuses (but it does have both), can induce a delicious spiritual high until the sink backs up or some dimwit (aka script-provoked, aka frightened inner child) runs their truck into a group of pedestrians.
I, you, all of us cannot fix it. It's too vast. We can only mend the frayed edges. And were I to throw in a philosophical wrap-up, I might posit that said mending is the whole point of life. Be kind. Help as many people as you can, not for the applause but for the purpose. And as for those with whom you don't agree, mind your own business.
End of diatribe. Sorry, Andee for intruding on your Substack—but also not sorry, and thanks for the opportunity. After all, in all the universe, there is no such thing as a one-sided coin.
No apologies for speaking such profound truth, my friend.
I agree with you, in all of what you wrote. And - I have such love for you to be able to BE loving, despite some of this dangerous rhetoric and groupthink.
I'm not sure why this demonizing language is occurring, but if I had to guess outside of the physical world, I think it's like the pus coming out of a pimple. The pain and infection has completed- and it's working its way through. We are evolving consciously, and with that comes resistance. On all levels.
The resistance comes off as hate, but maybe it's just the lingering residue of an old wound healing.
I remember once in dharma class (Tibetan Buddhism) our teacher telling us the Buddha was non-binary- had transcended gender. In NYC, you see in the younger generations much more fluidity. It's my hope, in seeing this, that love is the only script we choose to keep as we expand into Homo sapiens 2.0
My “so that I can” is dancing 🕺 It lights a fire in my soul like nothing else does.
You ARE a dancer!!!! 🕺
I did a 1 hr solo dance party last night!
Sooooo good!
The BEST 🤗🕺
And so now I must speak up...
With all the noise demonizing LGBTQIA folks—definitely a script--few realize the true danger we pose, to wit: we have access to both male and female thought processes and sensibilities. Not all of us, of course; primarily the ones in the middle, the Bi-, Trans-, and Queer, aka nonbinary.
We automatically hear other people's scripts, even if we don't recognize them as such. In fact, too many of us follow our own party-line script to label the "anti" folk as haters because, well, they come across that way, don't they? Their script is hateful, its intention to spread misinformation, conflict, and divisiveness. But don't be fooled; it's grounded in true confusion, humans knee-jerk react to bewilderment with fear, fear manifests as anger, and anger spews as hate.
Stupid biology. Gets ya every time, don't it?
Those who live by a script of love see this reality as something to combat, but that's kinda self-defeating, isn't it? In fact, if we're going to go down that road (which apparently I am), life itself is equally self-defeating. I mean, we're all gonna die, ya can't take it with you, money can buy loyalty, sex (and souls) but not love, blah blah blah, etc. and scooby dooby do.
So what's the answer? I think it's a combination of Tim Walz's "Mind your own business," and Myles Munroe's "The greatest tragedy in life is not death, but a life without purpose," and Mr. Rogers' ''Be kind." Granted, wonderful platitudes but tough words to actually live by for those who exist as corporeal beings.
Bottom line; we all have our scripts. Seeing others' is a great first step; seeing our own is a tremulous experience; accepting that diversity has more plusses than minuses (but it does have both), can induce a delicious spiritual high until the sink backs up or some dimwit (aka script-provoked, aka frightened inner child) runs their truck into a group of pedestrians.
I, you, all of us cannot fix it. It's too vast. We can only mend the frayed edges. And were I to throw in a philosophical wrap-up, I might posit that said mending is the whole point of life. Be kind. Help as many people as you can, not for the applause but for the purpose. And as for those with whom you don't agree, mind your own business.
End of diatribe. Sorry, Andee for intruding on your Substack—but also not sorry, and thanks for the opportunity. After all, in all the universe, there is no such thing as a one-sided coin.
No apologies for speaking such profound truth, my friend.
I agree with you, in all of what you wrote. And - I have such love for you to be able to BE loving, despite some of this dangerous rhetoric and groupthink.
I'm not sure why this demonizing language is occurring, but if I had to guess outside of the physical world, I think it's like the pus coming out of a pimple. The pain and infection has completed- and it's working its way through. We are evolving consciously, and with that comes resistance. On all levels.
The resistance comes off as hate, but maybe it's just the lingering residue of an old wound healing.
I remember once in dharma class (Tibetan Buddhism) our teacher telling us the Buddha was non-binary- had transcended gender. In NYC, you see in the younger generations much more fluidity. It's my hope, in seeing this, that love is the only script we choose to keep as we expand into Homo sapiens 2.0
Loving you
Going off script so far that the straight-laced will say WTAF
Fuck yeah