we are only as weak as our deepest Secrets
i wrote a post this weekend the sins of the Father that (unexpectedly) sparked a lot of interest.
and while this seemed strange at first, the more i thought about it, the more it made sense.
the post was just a little blurb about my life, but it was also firmly in the realm of Things Thou Shalt Not Mention.
society has built its lists of *rules* that we are all supposed to follow to maintain the illusion of normalcy.
we are all supposed to *fit in*
and to fit in we cannot talk about some of the truly terrible sh*t that has happened to us (or that we have done) that has made us what we are today.
the end result being that nobody really knows who we are.
because we aren’t allowed to show them.
and people, disliking prisons, even self-imposed prisons, have begun to rebel.
but while society bends to this rebelion, it does so without really allowing us to break free.
we create support groups where we are free to speak about what we’ve been through with no fear of backlash.
but we can only talk about our problems within the group.
they are never to be mentioned outside the group. so as soon as the meeting is over we put on our shells and face the world, as *normal* *well adjusted* human beings.
don’t get me wrong.
i am not against support groups. or even levels of confidence.
i just think we should be able to take it a bit further.
societies exist across the animal kingdom. their purpose revolves around the notion of *strength in numbers*
eg-a wolf pack might ostracize a wolf of solid color, black or white, because it doesn not blend in and might threaten the survival of the group by alerting prey.
i just would’ve thought people would have moved out of that narrow field of *survival* mode. we are no longer a species who abandons the physically weak among us. and have thus saved many great minds. in fact the greater part of our success lies not in brute strength or even cunning, but in adaptability and invention.
in short we are one of the few species on the planet that thrives on differences. on uniqueness.
but i’m letting myself get sidetracked.
this probablly should have made it into my monday Melee today under things to hate :: i hate it that so many things are considered *taboo* in modern society.
as i said over on fracas :: we are all so busy running around hiding the traumas of our past that we begin to believe that it is something to be ashamed of. that no one else ever went through what we went through.
that if people found out we would be ostracized.
funny that that is exactly what happens when we don’t talk about it.
we wonder why racism is so rampant, why misunderstandings abound, how prejudices can even exist in an *evolved* society?
well, it’s because people often have only their own assumptions to go on. they don’t have the facts. so they see the world through the eyes of their *best guess*
and that’s a cryin shame.
so many people walk around terrified that someone might *find out* just how weird they are inside.
when the fact is, if they did find out, they would probably understand. because they’ve probably been through it themselves, or something similar.
we are only as weak as our deepest secrets.
once your secrets are out in the open, no one can threaten you with them.
there is no more fear that someone might *find out*
and suddenly we find ourselves-Free.
to para-quote my favorite author from the eighties, stephenDonaldson ::
the heart cherishes secrets not worth keeping