Be honest, be clear, be concrete, define yourself…
How hard aren’t we looking for some one who gets us? Who understands us? Who completes us? Yet, how resistant aren’t we to consider ourselves anything less than unique?
Do you believe in only having one love? Only one soulmate?
Regardless the number of people on earth, how much of a romantic are you to have the guts to say : "Yes, I believe in the one’"
Doesn’t that mean you believe in being a one yourself?
Then why do we have not only a past, but also a present coloured by trying to box all the rest of the human race?
Admitted, we seem to be more open to “50 shades of grey”. Introducing terms as “intersexual”, “interracial”, “fluid”, “ambivert”,…
But wouldn’t you say these concepts confirm our efforts to “box” everything and every one even more?
The “unknown” (differing from standard) used to be ignored, banished, punished, tortured, to even killed.
Currently, we are finally trying to recognise the beauty of variety, and more importantly:
accepting the uncommon to be common.
But why? Where does this urge to grasp everything and everyone come from?
And why can we accept to not know everything , but we do have to understand every one ?