This thing called life

it will pass

Like all things

So embrace it

Love it

Whatever is set before you

Find some gratitude

Find some happiness in it

Find the love

Find the compassion

Because that's what will make the difference

Between living

And existing

And we've only got one pass (that I know off)

So do it

Go for it

Make the best of it

Allow yourself to be happy

No matter what

Only human

The oppressors enjoy the priveledge of oppressing

Wittingly

Begrudgingly

Imperviously

A look at the Stanford Prison Experiment

Clearly demonstrates how quickly we assimilate

To grandiose entitlement

And inhumane behavior

And are able to justify it so easily to ourselves

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I've been priveledged to be in an "upper class"

Not by gender

Not by race/nationality

Not by color of my skin

Not by social status

Not by wealth

But as arbitrary as all the rest

Solely at times

And as of late more fleetingly

By looks

Have I abused this power or priveledge

I think not

Probably because I've gone in and out of the appropriate weight range

Far too often

Have I taken it for granted

Probably in my youth

A few times maybe

But I like to think that people respond to me

Out of more than just outward beauty

I like to think they can see inside

And know I really do try

And know

I really do my best

And know

Deep down I really do care

For each and every person,place and thing I encounter

But maybe I'm being naive

I don't know

Maybe I simply appreciate being treated with kindness

And try my hardest to treat others as such

Id like to think I do build bridges with my heart.

That's the hope

That's the ideal

That I miss that mark

Is I'm sure quite evident

But it doesn't stop the pursuit

After all

I can accept that

I'm only human