…we quit labeling ourselves into static groups/hierarchies/exclusives/et al
determined that the only labels worth mentioning/claiming/registering.. are our daily curiosities.. in order to facilitate the finding of our tribe(s).. in order to hasten the time between intention and action.
via Maria – found within post on John (on art and silence):
on love and labels
While some of his fellow faculty members dismissed the subject as “irrelevant” and mocked its premise, the university agreed to let Buscaglia teach it on the condition that it be without course credit and he teach it free of salary in his spare time. Over the three years that followed, the course — not a scholarly or deeply philosophical study of love but “a sharing of some of the practical and vital ideas, feelings and observations” related to the human condition — earned Buscaglia the moniker “Dr. Love” and became one of the university’s most popular classes, drawing students of all ages and backgrounds. In 1972, Buscaglia published the most universal and important of those ideas in a slim and potent volume titled Love: What Life Is All About (public library).
[not even optional to recommend on overdrive]
how the laziness of stereotypes stifles its spirit and labels limit its transcendent power.
Buscaglia’s most important point, however, is that such industrialized conformity transcends the education system and bleeds into our everyday lives, at all layers and levels of society — its product is a narrow definition of intelligence and ability, which results in a narrow field of belonging, which in turn casts everyone outside of it as a misfit. We then use these labels to produce culturally toxic stereotypes and polarities that say nothing about those being labeled and a great deal about those doing the labeling.
nov 2015 – prince ea
I Am NOT Black, You are NOT White.
who would you be if the world never gave you a label..
every war has started over labels..
the answer to every ism…
it’s the labels.. we must rip them off
we were meant to connect…
labels only distort our vision
i am not a label..
The problem with labels is that once they’re applied, it’s impossible to see what lies beneath. When the world changes, then, our labels cease to function and we’re blind to the opportunities that are presenting themselves. Seth Godin – Icarus Deception
gregorylent (@gregorylent) tweeted at 5:49 AM – 3 Jun 2018 :
“One of the difficulties of moving in the scientific world is that when we name something, often with a scientific name, this name becomes almost an end to inquiry.” https://t.co/GnJNA1F4Az the intelligence in all kinds of life (http://twitter.com/gregorylent/status/1003242191483854848?s=17)
One of the difficulties of moving in the scientific world is that when we name something, often with a scientific name, this name becomes almost an end to inquiry. We sort of say, well, we know it now. We’re able to systematize it and put a Latin binomial on it, so it’s ours. We know what we need to know. But that is only in looking, of course, at the morphology of the organism, at the way that it looks. It ignores all of its relationships. It’s such a mechanical, wooden representation of what a plant really is. And we reduce them tremendously if we just think about them as physical elements of the ecosystem.
waldo bonded w margaret in a way that he would with no one else – not even his wife and children. ‘most of the persons whom i see in my own house i see across a gulf’ he anguished in his own journal. ‘i cannot go to them nor they come to me’.. he and margaret found themselves on one side of an invisible wall, the rest of the world on the others.. but neither knew what to make of this uncommon bond that didn’t conform to any existing template. the richest relationships are often those that don’t fit neatly into the preconceived slots we have made for the archetypes we imagine would populate our lives – the friend, the lover the parent, the sibling, the mentor, the muse. we meet people who belong to no single slot, who figure in to multiple categories at different times and in diff magnitudes. we then must either stretch ourselves to create new slots shaped after these singular relationships, enduring the growing pains of self expansion, or petrify..
to hold space for complexity, to resist the violence of containing and classifying what transcends familiar labels, takes patience and a certain kind of moral courage, which waldo seemed unable – or unwilling – to conjure up..