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“Reality is what we take to be true.
What we take to be true is what we believe.
What we believe is based upon our perceptions.
What we perceive depends upon what we look for.
What we look for depends upon what we think.
What we think depends upon what we perceive.
What we perceive determines what we believe.
What we believe determines what we take to be true.
What we take to be true is our reality.”
— Gary Zukav (Dancing Wu Li Masters: An Overview of the New Physics (Perennial Classics))
The world would be a better place if,
If girls weren’t pushed from the womb and fed,
Tabloids,
Diets,
Shame,
Called sluts and whores
And boys are told that their feelings are invalid,
That their sadness,
Pain,
And tears are pathetic, that they should be stone cold creatures,
Capable of destruction,
And if schools cared more for mental health,
Rather than how many days children sit in a white-walled classroom,
Full of glassy-eyed children with fighting parents and drug addicted siblings,
But as bodies sit through a melody of scratching pencils on paper and monotone voices,
Reality shifts,
And breathing becomes difficult when you have demons sitting on my lungs,
and anxiety holding your throat,
as voiced leave you yearning for air in your lungs,
And your feet feel like lead boxes,
And you’re drowning,
While everyone else is swimming,
And oxygen is ripped from your lungs,
Because a mathematical formula for happiness doesn’t exist,
And you’re trapped in a sea of emotions with a smile on your lips and cuts on your hips,
Because as a child I was told that boys will only love you when you’re painted with make-up and have have hairless, soft skin,
And as a teenager I was told that depression is an act,
sexuality is a sin,
Self-harm is for attention,
Anxiety is weakness,
And suicide is cowardly,
But as soon as you’re dead they’ll say with their sickly sweet smiles that you were beautiful,
And how could you be so sad,
That you’d kill yourself,
But when you wake up with stitches on your wrists and your stomach getting pumped because a bottle of pills just wouldn’t work, they’ll tell you how pathetic you are, and how you’re not sad, you’re only an attention seeker,
And so I ask,
How could the world be a better place?
The world would be a better place if skin was again comfortable to live in,
And if bodies didn’t lie against caskets with a bullet in their skull,
And if a weaponless child wasn’t shot because the color of his skin was threatening,
The world would be a much more beautiful place without unreachable standards,
And shame.
—Under Water (via lee-diehl-the-seal)
(Source: munroeconroy)
The fact that this photoset exists and has over 94,000 notes says a lot about subconscious racism in our society. What these pictures have in common is fairly obvious: one privileged person is speaking, and two unprivileged people are looking pissed.
Except that isn’t what’s happening at all. In the bottom picture, the women’s expression are unmistakable. With the they way their eyebrows are brought together, their squinting eyes, and the position of their lips, they both project a combination of emotions that can be summarized as “wtf man.”
But now look at the top picture. The black men show next to none of those signs of annoyance. Their faces are, for the most part, relaxed. In fact, when you realize that the white dude is Tim Wise, anti-racist activist who travels around giving speeches on why white privilege DOES exist, it looks as if the other two are simply politely listening.
So why do we think they’re angry? Because of the subtle, implicit racism in the way we are all raised in our society, we subconsciously believe that a black man’s default emotion is anger. When black men have neutral expressions, people see them as angry at first glance.
TL;DR: Over 94,000 well-meaning tumblr users were completely fooled by their own subconscious racism. *mic drop*
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(Source: slavery, via zzzzbrittttniwilllliezzzz-deact)

