Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name?

"Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free."

"I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable."

Once upon a time, Jim Morrison spoke the truth.

I've been preoccupied with life a lot lately, society. I crave change. I want the world to feel a shift, in power, in corruption, in greed. I need the hate to stop, the pain to cease. It hurts so badly to watch others suffer.

In three days, I consumed this book, The Help by Kathryn Stockett. It took place in Jackson, Mississippi in the early 1960's. Everybody knows what went on then, but I have to ask, how many people recognize how terrible those events were? How many people ache for the prejudice and racism that STILL EXISTS to dissolve as quickly as the snow that appeared on Mother's Day? I know that I do. Every day, I hear side comments and conversations among people, even those in my little New York village. Words, sentences, comments that people don't even realize are racist or prejudiced. It's changed since the '60's, but not entirely. We're aware of the hate, but people find other ways of showing it. The relationship between blacks and whites is not the only type present now--Bosnians, Hispanics, any person immigrating to America can feel hate today. Who recognizes hate but the ones actually, directly, effected by it?

I fear the kind of hate that becomes infuse within those who are hated. I fear the moment when a person believes they are less than the person standing across from them because of a petty difference--the color of one's skin or the fluency of one's English, one's intelligence or where one's parents were born. It's as pathetic as hating someone for the color of their dining room walls.

Personally, my biggest fear is that one day, I too will learn how to hate. I never want that day to come, and I will fight it with every ounce of my strength. I will not allow it to consume me too. My love for all life is much too powerful.

peace&&love, beauties.