Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Coexisting

They don’t walk like us, they don't talk like us and they don’t look like us.  Why must we hate one another when people in church tell me I’m their brother.  Paraphrasing Darius Rucker (a/k/a Hootie from Hootie and the Blowfish) excerpted from the song Drowning.
Maybe that’s the problem, hating everybody who doesn’t look like them. Conformity, the watchword of the insecure.  Don’t change anything.  I can’t deal.  Why do I have to accept people who don’t fit neatly into my puzzle?  They only know right as what they believe; everything else is wrong. Now that’s WRONG!!!
Feel like you’re drowning in a sea of fear?  Want to turn and run away?  Don’t you dare turn away.  Don’t give them the satisfaction!  Welcome to the “belligerent” portion of our program.  Brought to you by our sponsor the Neurosurgical Society who offers, frontal lobotomies for those who need more than a behavioral adjustment. 
You can’t give in to the pressure.  Why? You ask.  Because giving in to pressure will become your epithet.  You don’t have to rub anyone’s nose in the fragrance of reality.  You do have to carve out your little piece of peaceful existence.  And when you establish your peaceful existence you will encourage coexistence and eventually peaceful coexistence.
You don’t need a “Coexist” bumper sticker with all the funky symbols.  You do need to live what you believe and believe what you live.  I’ve had my fill of phonies, those who should know better but insist on playing the part of the clueless.  My recent professional experience with one tests my faith in human nature. Chameleons are perfect for eluding predators.  There should be no predators in our midst.
“Oh you young and foolish scribe!”
You’ve got me half right!  There are predators in our midst?  I’m shocked, stunned, speechless and all the other “S” words that are pertinent to my incredulity.
Proceed with caution.  When in doubt ask a friend for their insights.  You might be surprised that some of those who approach with honey-flavored words dripping from inviting lips might be hiding fangs that will cut you deep and long.  Experience teaches lessons that are sometimes painful.  Learn them well to minimize the number you must endure.
Be safe out there.  Never assume that you can be unassuming. 
Enjoy responsibly!

Love and hugs, Nikki DeCaro

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