I am an egg
I am an egg wrapped in a thin shell. No, not trapped, safe in my thin shell. It’s time. Oh no, my shell cracked.
I don’t want to leave the safety of my shell.
I heard people talking. They hate people like me. They gaslight us into thinking we don’t matter. At the same time, laws legalize harassment and murders of people like me. I even heard they designed their healthcare to harm people like me. And it does!
No, I don’t want to enter that cruel world where lies have power over truth. No, I want to stay in my shell. I want to matter. I don’t want to see double standards or hear hypocrisy or fight for gender equality when I am not seen as a woman.
I am an egg, and I want to remain in my shell.
Hmmm: Angela (at 2:55 AM my time), I hope there’s some lively discussion here. Your words seem conflicted. For starters, how can you have “a passion for social justice” (about which I have no doubt from my perusals of your postings; and that’s how I came upon you in the first place) yet want to remain safely “in (your) shell”? Aren’t “shells,” by biology and design, intended to “crack” and inhabit/confront/make better the world around them as living, compassionate, and passionate beings?
You do matter, Angela…outside your “shell,” dissenting where needed, championing justice and equality….
Hi Bob. I am conflicted. My shell is my sanctuary. From there, I can be me, whole and complete. If I crack, then I will be tainted by the world surrounding me. I don’t want that.
Don’t listen to or worry about worthless mainstream and toxic positivity crap, Angela. Stay in your egg.
Huh? What? It cracked? Here, take my crazy glue and all will be hermetically closed again.
Come to think of it, maybe you should create a little window in it to mock and laugh at the morons outside?
😆😆Not a bad idea but again any hole would lead to contamination. Furthermore, it’s so god awful cruel out there I lose my sense of humor.
Take good care of your shell, Dear!
Hugs
Hey Andreas. I intend to protect my shell! Have a great weekend!