Them

There is always a ‘them’. They are not part of ‘us’, so they are ‘them’.

Maybe they are taller? Maybe they are shorter? Maybe they speak different? Maybe they dress different? Maybe they worship different? Maybe they have different sexual preferences? Maybe they don’t like their working requirements? Maybe they follow different philosophy position? Maybe they move in next door? Maybe they eat different food? Maybe they don’t join the club? Maybe they fear you?

Maybe you fear ‘them’?

As we leave our family to open up to the world, there is a vast amount of different opinions and ideas. We can either accept ‘them’ OR we can run and hide.

When the UFO lands, do we accepted ‘them’ or do we try to blast ‘them’? Maybe that is why they don’t land?

Maybe ‘we’ are ‘them’?

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