Trying so hard to see the world in one way.
So many signs point to the lack of contrast within our station, the flowing, the nuanced dance of existence humanity attempts to learn. It makes sense we’d want more clarification on how to go about the act of living. We’d need rules, hard & fast, that dictate our steps.
And yet, enough of humanity rebels against these rules, especially when they aren’t our rules, our choreography. We’re such a messy bunch, plagued with a collective thought structure that doesn’t quite align. We need the self awareness of gray, but our contrast levels are turned way up.