One thing that constantly gets me down is how we’re always trying to define ourselves. Black, White, Asian? L,G,B,T? Schizotypal Personality Disorder (NOS)? You know, then what? What’s in a name? And maybe, you’re one thing one day, and something else another day.
I’m inspired by the Bristol Stool Scale, developed by Heaton and Lewis at the University of Bristol in the 1990s, as a way to classify human feces. This morning you might have been a 2, but later on you might be a 6. In the end though, its all just poop. I suggest we learn to see ourselves and others with a continuum perspective. Always changing, but we’re kind of all the same.
What I hate: Labels
What I love: Burning Man
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