Wry Revelation

How strange it is to be 
introduced to the prospect that
you are not what you have always
believed yourself to be, a tolerant
individual open to discovery
willing to examine and to trust
content that your consciousness
holds no untoward bias toward. 
That colour is meaningless but 
what does hold meaning is what 
is emitted from one's mouth
betraying an inner self through
unselfconscious utterances that
merely reflect a popular consensus
requiring no effort of thought
and guaranteeing social acceptance.
Free will dictates that individuals
make decisions that might better
be chosen after deliberation. 
You prize the liberty to observe
and make personal judgements
based on values held dear and
most often unexpressed. Taking
exception to thought constraints
convoluting reality as when
terrorists are referred to as 
paramilitaries, and it becomes
socially forbidden to cast the
aspersion of disgust at a religion
deemed one of peace agitating for
conflict identifying one as phobic
not realist. Take the puzzlement of
personal address reinventing language
in a confusion of meaningless pronouns
resistance to which labels one
distinctly hostile to human identity
crises. The smug certainty of lacking
prejudices suddenly laid bare as
a fiction when it becomes incorrect
to view others through the crystal
lens of immutable right and wrong
suddenly becomes a crucifix.