Who are you?

I’ve been thinking about labels today and how we as humans like to hang them upon ourselves.  They have a purpose of course, for the most part, because they give us a point of reference in which to start.  We get started on this from an early age…school teaches us ..”which of these is the same”…shoes match, clothes..etc..So that is a surface label.  Then of course, it becomes societal, as far as ethnicity, religion, class, are concerned.  We all use labels.  For better or worse, we get stuck with them sometimes.  It’s when we try and label ourselves that we get into trouble at times.  I mean the “I am the mage of whateverfuck village and I’m here to make your life resplendent with glitter and pink unicorns” is a little much don’t you think? Someone seriously needs psychotropic drugs or they need to cut back on whatever in the hell they’re smoking.  I know that is a little extreme in labeling, but in truth, I have seen some go that far.  So what is the purpose of labeling ones self?  To stroke ones ego..well that goes without saying…to gain respect…maybe if you find someone gullible enough to believe you are what you say you are.  Prestige? Money? Power? Maybe to all three if you again find those that do not see the truth in who you are.  So again..what is the point?  Why try and hang a label that you have not earned, or made up around one’s neck?  It’s like placing a “kick me” sign on your back and inviting everyone to do just that.  Those with knowledge will not accept who you are, will not listen to you even if you make sense(which is highly doubtful if you’re labeling yourself).  Those seeking will wonder if what you promised to do for them does not materialize.  So in reality..the label becomes a millstone.  One with which to carry and hope like hell a flood doesn’t happen or you will drown under the weight.  Funny thing about labels..they are a bitch to get rid of.   You get labeled something growing up and see how 20 yrs down the road people still think of you that way even if it isn’t true.  Same as the label you gift yourself with.  Try and change your mind about things later and see how many people remember that just last week, you were something else.   So maybe in the long run.. maybe we should just stick with who we are, however imperfect that may be.  It sure would make life easier than to have to admit maybe we were wrong about labeling ourselves “perfect”.

Peace Out