Isolated Tendencies

Common Enemy

History reaches out to our same old interfaces every time it repeats specific variations that have already been our representation of our scattered energies. Our old interfaces wage war against each other, yet realize that each being of its functioning will always come back to our state of duality. Our representation of these scattered energies become our misattributions to our perception of us. 

Common variables in our themes of history suggest the same connotations: colonial mentality & tribalism. As history gathers enough insights to relinquish its ties from our brutality that surfaced during the time it was trying to play warrior, our game of Risk does not stop there. Accumulating our resources to build an empire deals with a lot of trade-offs. Later on, our trade-offs become complications or restrictions to our present interfaces that are still rummaged down due to our aftermath of suffocation buried inside our grounds. They are prolonged, but they are not made prevalent in our scattered energies. Instead, they unfold in our defense mechanisms and unconscious energies that run around in our minds. Our scattered energies show up as feelings of inferiority, shame, spite, and miserable anguish based on specific variables.

Specific variables, such as race, color, history, and generalized stereotypes are reinforced, causing a complete obstruction in us, making us absorb this perception, creating an invalid approach to what equality is. Not only are these variables reinforced, but they prove to be isolated within themselves, gaining the darker energies from our outside environments, taking on another perception that inherently imprisons them in our false waves. Of course, the invalid approach becomes our entire identification when the darker energies have succumbed to our portal opened to feed on the compensations of our ego. 

Our invalidity dedicated in our disrupted representation of our isolated variations reduces and dismiss our own variations in accordance with culture or race. It greatly diminishes our own humanity, carefully, but terribly distorting our own perceptions about where we come from. Labels such as indigenous species, mainland, immigrants, and minority become us even if we know they are not us...but what defines us to think of them as us is because our scattered energies have mixed into our un-tarnished perception, meddling with it in order to compensate for our egos. 

Our compensation comes from a prolonged separation amongst those who wish to gain more insightful variations about our perceived realities, yet our restriction or trade-off is the slander and odd-balled effects that come with this. This is where tribalism comes along where conformity is heavily integrated together with it. It deals with our traditional variation of which we are all or nothing. It does not give us our choice of having a middle ground to stay in nor give us our chance to reflect on why we should choose sides to begin with. However, with the all or nothing, mentality, any elements in this variation can be entirely altered depending on how it should cater to our preferences. In this sense, we become more susceptible to these energies, our greater sense of belonging to society's conformity pack becomes more enlightening than understanding someone else's humanity despite our distinctive differences in our variables. Tribalism not only integrates itself with conformity, relieving our trials of our ego, but it also brings in another format of its own: devaluation and ridicule. Devaluation and ridicule become our reinforcing products that give strength to our labels and our dismissal of others, forgetting if our roles were reversed, it would be the same variation being played around.

Tribalism and colonial mentality confiscates our humanity, throws us to our ground to steal our last breath. We have to swallow our anguishing pain that continues to torment our bones, weeping into our decay of who we are...it burdens us with invalid, false willful generalizations of our perceived humanity, trying to compensate for its status structure in our hierarchy.

It upholds our propagandists as competent kings, shunning our common folks as good for nothing cheapskates. Playing the game of Risk is outnumbering our threats from our prizes but underneath our victories, duality still exists.

We do not have to experience our variations or our representation of these variations to know that it is already a perceived hell here for us as we try to hold on to our breaths; it gets harder to breathe for all of us, clouded by invalid separations to people who walk amongst us.