I am Reginald. I am a 25 year old writer. I am a thinker. I am a lover. I am a free spirit. I am a trapped person. I am beautiful. I am ugly. I am honest. I am clever. I am just like you, in that we are nothing alike. I am created in the image of God, just like you. What I am is an amalgamation of all of the things that make this world worth living in. I am also a compilation of what’s wrong with the world. This all depends on who you ask, because, the world is not simply a set sequence of events amongst all of us, but an individual thing that we create based on our perspective. That same perspective is what makes us who we are. This is not something that we should ever let become limited.
In America, we have this dualistic paradigm that we seem to be content with; a way of life that we can either be the winners or losers of. The world here seems to be black and white, rich and poor, legal and illegal. Cut and dry. it almost seems surreal that, for being so advanced in the lifestyles that we’ve created amongst the rest of the species among us, we still live in a fashion that is making us fight for our ideas and beliefs to be dominant amongst others who may believe similarly, but can’t get on board with all of the radical (or popular) ideas that you represent. When you think about the fact that a president only needs 51% of a vote to get in office, that has to make you think about the systems that are set in place for you to live under. It’s almost like saying believe in what we as a group believe in and, if we barely edge you out in popularity, be miserable until our turn is up.
A bunch of individuals, living by majority rule. Duality: It’s black and white, even if you see the rainbow in between. On the inside, I shed a tear from the thought of the fact that we are everything that we can imagine, but have to live within the guidelines of what is acceptable, understandable or tolerable. We don’t fit the molds of what people think we should be, therefore we have a tougher time being what we are when we stay true to our nature; it’s not that we have a hurdle to climb when realizing who we are to ourselves, but getting others to comprehend our worth when we don’t have the platform to show that the proverbial mold was meant to be broken.
To be completely direct, I did not write this to make some grand statement on the course of our society, nor did I write this because I’m exuberantly passionate about changing the world. I wrote this for the theoretical losers of a culture that tells you that you can win, just to stick you in limbo while waiting to see if you touch the stick or successfully duck underneath. How low will you go to make good on your end of the bargain to attain the American dream? I’ll guarantee you there’s somebody out there stooping a little lower to make sure you don’t attain it. Why? Because, in this culture, there has to be a winner and a loser.
I am Reginald. I am a loser, according to my culture. I am a winner, according to my abilities. I am something to somebody, somewhere. Most importantly, I am exploring just how diverse of a being I am in this world. I am aware of my worth, as you should be too, and am ready to be who I know. Don’t let the world around you dictate all of who you are inside. It’s inevitable to be influenced by the ideologies of the environment you live in, but it is not impossible to remain true to yourself. You must remember, anything is possible, even if they tell you there’s only one of two ways.