I have often wondered at the meaning of Individuality. Break it into two parts, Indivi, as in indivisible, unable to be divided, and duality, two simultaneous as one. So are we two parts co-existing as one? Hmmmm... Anyway, here's a neat poem a friend wrote down for me of his creation. It's been fading on a piece of wrinkled paper on my fridge for far too long. I have always enjoyed reading it and hope you will too. Mr. B
"Individuality", Guy Johnson
If I said what I say to suit you
The the voice that speaks wouldn't be me
If pleasing your ear were my purpose
Then how could I call myself free?
If I wrote with the purpose to please you
and render your thinking divine
and compromise my thoughts and values
Then my writing could not be called mine
If I sang my own song and it irks you,
If my doing my thing makes you mad,
then I'm sorry for all your displeasure
but for your narrow mind I am sad.
For in difference there lies such a beauty
Individuality must always prevail
If you hate me for being my own man
then it's you sir, not I, who have failed
When you learn the great art of acceptance
of another man's own point of view
Then the first step toward wisdom you've taken
and the trials that remain will be few."
- Guy Johnson
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