colors

we're different.

different at birth - the billionth chance of being you, that one sperm lucky enough to reach that one egg.

different as adults - the result of events we experience that happen by chance and sheer luck.

every mind has its own shade of color.

a color on a pallete, waiting to be mixed with the others.

then painted onto a canvas, the product of skill and luck

to coexist and work together

to be a masterpiece.

yet we point at each other and say the other is brainwashed

when really we're brainwashed ourselves.

we reject differing people that we're not familiar with

without even understanding them.

there is no empathy.

the colors don't mix.

the world makes an ugly painting.