Believe me.

That's the central problem in America.

You can believe me or not, but understand that there is a fundamental roadblock at the heart of gun control, abortion, voting rights, civil rights, and human rights.

That roadblock is what you believe.

There has always been an error in interpretation as to what belief means.

Belief has always been a zero-sum game.

You either believe, or you don't.

If you don't believe, you are somehow out of touch, sinful, against God, against me as a person who does believe.

There is no fighting belief.

Once a person has committed themselves to a story, it is impossible for them to entirely let it go.

And what does belief do for us?

It feeds our prejudice.

It feeds a monster called ego which demands that I'm the center of the universe.

Belief tells us it is right for us to be selfish.

Protect our own.

It feeds that inherent genetic childhood psychology, that feeling that I am the center of the world and that I must survive.

My needs before the other.

I am the chosen.

Consequently, in this mix in our nation, there is a group of people who firmly righteously believe they are God's chosen people.

And then some know that this belief exists, and they feed that prejudice for their own profit and power.

They keep the monster called white supremacy alive, feeding it the red meat of death and destruction.

They are the gatekeepers keeping the order in place.

These gatekeepers can be found in houses of legislation.

Sitting in judgment on legal benches.

In pulpits.

In our places of work.

In the home.

The belief that I'm better than everyone else on the planet is not limited by class, race, or income.

Belief is a cancer on the soul of mankind.

Belief served a purpose when humans were alone on a hostile planet of limited resources.

Belief is a sickness that rots society from the inside when you live in a world of abundance.

Belief keeps the individual isolated.

Isolated from reality.

Isolated from asking who is my brother who is my sister?

What does your belief tell you right now?

Can you see people marching for their freedom?

Or do you see thieves reaching for something that doesn't belong to them?

Do you hear people crying?

Or do you see beasts who got what they deserve?

Do you defend the past?

Or do you embrace the future?

Do you hate?

Do you love?

Change can't happen unless we change what we beleive.

What do you believe?

Peace

DFrey