I am the product of an interracial union that was short lived (less then 2 years). I grew in a white town being apart of a white family with Snow White as a go to bed time movie. I was introduced to my black side at the age of 13 which lived on a black filled block in the core of a big city. When I say black side, white people were strangers or assimilated due to association. I bounced back and forth and found that my race was imposed on me. In the white world I was black (especially when fresh price of Bel-air was in full stride). In the black realm, I was the white boy trying to fit in.
I found myself racially confused, especially when experiencing active racism from non family members from both sides. It was difficult until one day I separated myself from these external beliefs and started to be me. I realized that I was not confused but the environment I was conceived in was lost.
As we mutate and become something new, the question arises. Are we ready for change? It difficult to say but in a routine based society, change is difficult. Racism is the friction concerning this change. The future is clear for racism and as we find ways to neutralize it, we will find a collective sense that will extend into the galaxy.
Well it time for change. #Neutralizeracism
Peace, love and awareness