Tolerating difference

Wouldn’t the world be better if we were all just the same?

That has always been the great horror of utopia, paradise, heaven, even hell, for me. If it were all the same – day in, day out, the same pleasures, perfect safety, perfect everything – it sounds lovely on paper, but grim and dark in real life.

Utopia sounds perfectly boring. A never-ending journey through the doldrums. A punishment more than a blessing. A living death.

And that is why the idea of being surrounded by, whether it is by friends, lovers, family members, coworkers, whatever type of relationship, if they are all just like me I just want to run and get away.

That is why tolerating difference, even if it frustrates or angers, is such a powerful thing. In fact, I would go so far as to say embrace difference, because it is through that rubbing up against one another, those irritations of different opinions, ideas, approaches, and thoughts, that we get to feel alive.

At least, that’s how I see it.

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