Reassessing Society After Being Stereotyped Might Open Eyes

Duality concept of prejudice.  It's wisdom by pain really. You never quite understand prejudice and discrimination until life suddenly drops you into a new category that is dehumanized, stygmatized, and stereotyped. You quicky begin to realize that all of bigotry you learned as a child was needless, baseless, worthless hate. The new smile sheds that old hate as critical thinking leads your path, defying lies and manipulation and hate.

My daughter's Unintended Bipolar Picture

I stole this clip/pic from my daughter's latest music video animation. With her consent obviously. It was from the song Jar of Hearts and didn't represent Bipolar, yet portrayed the wild ride emotions in a love-hate relationship. But to me it represented duality and being Bipolar it hit home. I plan to display it on my profile. Lastly it is a girl yet is ndrogynous enough to be my avatar. I love her anime influenced style.

Unfake

Ultimately life is what you make it
If you're not fake
Then you won't have to fake it
Unashamedly be yourself
Drink the water or the wine, or both, but not messed together, your choice really, there I go all willy-nilly imposing my personal values on your beverage
Be proud with an open mind and anyone that can't accept you for you, very respectfully tell them to fuck off
And go back to your unwatered-down reality

MINDY How I Loved You

My Min-Pin Mindy died at 1:30 pm yesterday. She 11 years old. She was getting old, plus we found out she was diabetic 6 months back. She was skin and bones, yet she ate and drank non-stop. We gave her shots and and adjusted, and her weight and habits fluxed, but she always went back to near emaciation. A month or 2 back she became almost totally blind and start peeing in the house off and on, more towards tha end. But oddly she functioned well, even energetic. The vet seemed to feel that she would be better to be with us and not bad enough to be put down. I won't go into the 3 hrs my wife and I spent with Mindy in the end. We buried her in the back yard. We filmed it and remembered personal relationships with her. I did the ol' dark glasses thing, but they all knew tho they didn't push it. Lastly, we took a trip Lake Superior, gathered those beautiful stones and decorated her plot. For 11 years of love she deserved no less. I loved you Mindy and the way your wagging tail could alleviate some of the darkness in this shitty, hate-feeled, decadent, world of bigotry and sheep.