| THE MAD "WE" OWN | The Unspoken Hierarchy of The XXI. Century

My mistakes are the reasons of my rise. The more I fail, the more I rise.

Failing is a natural process and I believe that in order to succeed, I'm going to fail my best.

I'm going to fall off a cliff until I learn to fly, until I discover that I have the ability to fly. In the end, I will fly. And I will fly high, very high...

Then something will hit me, it'll feel like I'm falling down from cloud 9. And I will, I will fall from cloud 9. I will learn how to fly better, I will leave all the accidental successes behind, when I get there, it'll be because I've earned it.

They will be deservedatory.

Dear Reader,

Welcome home.

This post will be a bit general, as an overall perspective.

For many years, I was afraid to publish my writings. I was afraid that they had the possibility to be stolen. I was afraid because I knew I would pull no punches. I was afraid to raise my words up high into the universe. I feared being "I", because I knew that the stakes were high and

I had 2 options:

1) All the way in. 2) All the way out.

I have made my choice more than a decade ago, however, acting on it openly took me longer than I have expected.

I am sideless, and no matter what I will stay sideless. A few years ago, I have written something about the natural selection of humanity in the 21st century. It was something like this:

The Unspoken Hierarchy of the 21st century

So, you may think I'm cruel for indicating this, but I'm only saying what we never speak aloud, what we already knew and were aware of.

I have been witnessing this all my life. In diverse forms and variations, but still concludes to the same bigger picture.

This is based on human psychology, our psychology; consciously or unconsciously, this is the bigger picture we are left with.

I have an explanation for each floor of this pyramid, however, those are based on my observations, and the names I call them are way too general considering their capability in life.

Think about your life, especially starting from your childhood, think about the means of power, your social interactions, every place/dimension you have experienced, how it felt and what it meant to you, your identity.

In March, I've made a promise to you, and to my self. I promised you that I will hide it in any gleam of light, since the best place to hide something is to put it where it's most visible, as Holmes once said.

My dear reader,

For all my life, I have fought against this pyramid and I have fought so hard to crash it as a whole. I called the selves upon to protect their individuality, not be pressured, to deliberately be their own selves. Mostly, I got rejection. Why? Because the fear of not being accepted to a place almost always defeated the purpose of own self and ideas.

People are so concerned about their social status and connections that much, they even sacrifice their selves for it, to not be socially rejected, to be their kind, to not be an outsider.

This is the end of my silence.

I fought for their individuality when all they wanted was to stay socially accepted; they were happy being a follower. I was not, because I was able to see the potential they were made to hold back. They didn't know that one simple choice was everything. It was powerful enough to change and end lives.

As humans, we don't think, as a single dot, that we are powerful or capable of making a change; but, we are. These recent circumstances proved that each of us matters. Our choices matters, our decision matters, who we choose to become matters.

Being able to state your own ideas and your personality should not take bravery. You should just be you, to share who you really are. Instead of it, you get social pressure all the way down. And you die never knowing what was on the other side.

Well, after non-ending rounds of wars inside and outside, you get to become you; you earn your liberation.

This process is unacceptable, inhumane.

Nevertheless, for centuries, people are fighting to be able to be who they are in the society, because their identity is either illegal or disapproved in the society.

And do you know how they are greeted? With swords and apathy, created dearly by the hunters, of the public.

The pen is mightier than the sword.

Being who we are should not be something we have to fight for. It's not.

Wherever you are in your journey, I call upon, you;

NEVER give up being your self, NEVER give up your identity, NEVER give up your actual dreams and desires, NEVER give up who you truly are or the thing that makes you who you are.

NEVER give up, you.

Here's my favourite song for you to shout it out loud.

And here are the lyrics for you to shout it all out loud > <

And please do, I promise you, it will feel inexpressible...

You've got the words to change a nation But you're biting your tongue You've spent a life time stuck in silence Afraid you'll say something wrong If no one ever hears it how we gonna learn your song? So come on, come on Come on, come on You've got a heart as loud as lions So why let your voice be tamed? Maybe we're a little different There's no need to be ashamed You've got the light to fight the shadows So stop hiding it away Come on, come on I wanna sing, I wanna shout I wanna scream 'til the words dry out So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid They can read all about it Read all about it, oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh At night we're waking up the neighbours While we sing away the blues Making sure that we're remembered, yeah Cause we all matter too If the truth has been forbidden Then we're breaking all the rules So come on, come on Come on, come on, Let's get the TV and the radio To play our tune again It's 'bout time we got some airplay of our version of events There's no need to be afraid I will sing with you my friend Come on, come on I wanna sing, I wanna shout I wanna scream 'til the words dry out So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid They can read all about it Read all about it, oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Yeah, we're all wonderful, wonderful people So when did we all get so fearful? Now we're finally finding our voices So take a chance, come help me sing this Yeah, we're all wonderful, wonderful people So when did we all get so fearful? And now we're finally finding our voices Just take a chance, come help me sing this I wanna sing, I wanna shout I wanna scream 'til the words dry out So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid They can read all about it Read all about it, oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh I wanna sing, I wanna shout I wanna scream 'til the words dry out So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid They can read all about it Read all about it, oh

Thank you for journing with me.

It is, truly, deeply, madly, everything.

This is THE MAD I OWN.

And this is "I".

This is how I own my mad.

This is my mad.

The mad we own.