We’ve weaponized our fear to hurt others.
But what hides in our hearts
and makes us so afraid
that we’ve decided
someone simply being themselves
is a threat to our own selfhood?
Have we cut ourselves off
from our humanity
so fully
that we mistake our fear for righteousness?
This is our great lie.
Intellectualism is not armor.
Isolation cannot protect us.
Elitism is not redemptive.
Nationalism will not save us.
Fragility is not Grace.
Phobia will not free us.
Because once we crush
everyone
different
(and therefore dangerous),
we won’t have anyone left to blame,
and we’ll finally
finally have to confront the lie
sitting in our own hearts
that tells us our pain is someone else’s fault.
Our fear of ourselves
is infinitely more dangerous
than which bathroom
or which water fountain
a person uses.