Hi ❣ It’s so nice to see you,- like always 😊 I hope all is fine with you during this time we all are going through,- together 🧡
I do like colours and colours matters to me, at the same time I feel for turning this around. Because it actually doesn’t matter for me what kind of colour the skin on a human are,- it’s still a human. It’s still the same value. If the skin is black or blue, green or yellow, ,- it doesnt matter for me.
So,- if I say,- colours doesn’t matter for me,- will you be able to understand what I do mean? I really hope so,- because for me a human is a human, it doesn’t matter if the skin color is black as a soft starheaven in the night, or yellow as the sparkling sun, brown as the growing earth, or light pink as the colour of a pig skin.
My skin color is light pink as a pig skin in the wintertime, and light brown as a sweet caramel during the summertime. I’m still me. I’m still a human, the same person,- even my skin have different colours during the seasons. And in my mind there’s nothing like “the correct” or “the wrong” colours, – it’s “just” colours, different colours.
I did choose to not post a black photo on my Instagram or my Facebook page during the last days. Not because this case in USA ( the murder of George Floyd) didn’t affect me, and not because this “colours does matter” for me,- but because colours doesn’t matter for me. And because for me it didn’t felt correct to do it. To put a black picture on my Instagram or Facebook page,- I felt that didn’t told anyone how engaged I was in the situation or not,- but my maybe text will. In it’s own way.
My text with a photo of colourful flowers together, the same beautiful flowers, just in different colours, forms, sizes and shapes. Because in my mind that what we human are too,- we do “look a like” all of us,- but we are at the same time so different in our different shapes, sizes, forms and colours. We are like a beautiful colourful flowerbed together. So different, still so similar. And now one is more worthy then the other one, and no colour is more beautiful and worthy than an other one.
This case with George Floyd,- as many other cases like, this is awful. There are actually no words good enough, strong enough to explain how awful this murder is,- or any other murders that has happened earlier in “cases” like this case. Cases where human with a darker skin color are murdered just because of their colour. I have no words. Because in my mind the skin color shouldn’t matter at all. It is a human. Not a color.
I don’t understand, and I will probably never be able to understand why some people, white,- no, not white people,- people that are actually light pink as a pig in their skin, feel and think they are, in some very strange way, “better” then a person with a different skincolour then their own light pink pig skin.
And I have no words good enough or strong enough to explain my feelings and thoughts about this the differential treatment of people due to skin color.
We are all different, we are all “coming” in different forms, shapes and sizes, and colours too. At the same time we are similar, we are humans, – no one is more worthy then the other one……because of the colours on the skin.
I don’t see the difference between me and a woman with another skin color then me,- we are both women, just different. And we are all different, in some or another way,- we are all different. So why does the colours of the skin matter so much? It is just a another colour. It’s just like I have a different nose then you. My eyes are different, my hands, my head, my body. My opinion, my thoughts,- is also different, – but that’s the way it is, – we are different in so many fantastic ways 🧡. And we are at the same time so similar. Why is it so incredibly difficult to just accept and embrace this difference?
Why do some feel that the skin color matters and make a different? In my mind it doesn’t, in my mind it shouldn’t be any difference how we should treat each other because of different colours on the skin?
But,- yes,- and unfortunately,- it seems that it actually matters. That one skin color is in a very strange way, is more “worthy” and of more “value” then an other colour. And that’s make me so sad.
I remember when I was a child, and it was close to Christmas. We had got different advertising magazines in the mail, and especially toy magazines. Me and my younger sister could choose some Christmas gifts we could wish us for Christmas in the toy magazines,- and I did choose a black baby doll with black, curly hair. It was, for me, the sweetest doll I have ever seen,- and I felt a bit in love with that doll. And I really, really wanted that doll for Christmas,- and the joy and happiness was incredible when I got her as a Christmas gift from my mam and dad. I was so happy and so proud of my sweetest baby doll of them all 😊.
And that was also the reason why I wished and wanted this doll so much because she was so sweet and so different. I called and named her Evy,- I don’t know if that is a typical Norwegian name,- but for me it was a very typical Norwegian name at that time. And my doll was in my mind Norwegian.
I remember I was rolling my doll in my blue doll wagon, and I was the only one who had a black baby doll, but in my eyes my doll was not black, in my eyes I was the one with the sweetest doll. Not the colour, but the sweetest.
Colours matters, differences matters, life matters, human matters. At the same time,- colours shouldn’t matter. We are all in the same value and worth.
I don’t know what to say, I don’t know what to write. The only thing I know is that I haven’t any words good or strong enough to explain what I think and feel when it comes to this “that colours matters”,- because in my mind colours should not matter. We should treat each other the way we want to be treated,- no matter what colour the skin has.
Yes,- colours matters, at the same time,- no colours shouldn’t matter. And I really hope you understand what I want to tell you with my text today. That you understand my point? It shouldn’t matter what kind of colour a human skin has. Instead all this beautiful difference between us human should matter 💙💚🧡.
My thoughts goes to George Floyd’s family,- and my thoughts goes to all and everyone that have lost their love ones because their skin had “wrong” colour. You have all the “correct” colour on your skin,- no matter what colour your skin is 🧡. The colour is perfectly correct.
I wish you a great day or evening wherever in the world you are 🧡. Thank you so much for dropping by my blog today too 🧡 ….and I hope you understand that colours doesn’t matter for me,- I like colours, I like different colours and it doesn’t matter what colour your skin is for me 🧡
See you soon 😊.
I like colours. All colours are different, and we all are different,- but at the same time we are all of the same value,- no matter what colour our skin has 🧡. So no,- colours doesn’t matter to me,- I just like colours. And a colour is a colour and not a definition for a human. It’s a color. A human is a human, and a colour is a colour 😊.
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