Do our actions dictate who we are or are they a portion of it?
Someone who takes the life of another is labeled as a murderer but is that "who" they are or is it merely an action? Where is the line that seperates action from generalization? Is there even a line?
We label ourselves constantly. I'm female, but that isn't who I am. I don't allow this label to dictate my actions or my thought process. I don't wear it proudly on a tshirt or display it on the bumper of my car.
Why do we, as people, hurry to catagorize ourselves? By doing this, does it somehow provide us with more comfort or a feeling of belonging to something or somewhere? No matter how odd, there are always others who have labeled themselves the same. A sense of brethren is established at this juncture. To belong is to feel completion. We are animals that thrive in family units.
What happens to the individual who finds no label that fully encompasses who they are and feels comfort nowhere? What is to be done with the realization that they have no one who sees things as they do or feels what they feel? Chaos is intoxicating but the hangover is heartbreaking.
Friday, November 21, 2008
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