PREJUDICE

Prejudice is Fear.  The two concepts are one and the same, and go together like the sprout and the seed. 
Prejudice is Insecurity, and the lack of belief in one’s views or one’s Self. 
Prejudice is Stagnation—like inbreeding—there is no branching outward to embrace the unknown. 
Prejudice is Prison for the mind—cold, imaginary walls enslaving the potential for learning.
Prejudice is a Plague, and rampant in the human race.

The underlying host that delivers prejudice into manifestation is Fear.  The prejudiced person is so afraid of outside influences, change, uniqueness, newness, and versatility that he closes up like a flower wilting.  On the inside, where his spirit and thoughts stagnate, he imprisons himself into believing that Change, or Variation, is a threat trying to break down the protective walls surrounding his frightened heart.

Anything that is different—from what he’s been programmed to believe—scares him, for he is unsure of his own world.  He does not trust its strength.  He senses weakness in its structure—knows instinctively that hateful, judgmental thoughts towards things uncommon to him, are cold.  The coldness—as the loathing of Prejudice is—is absurd, for all human beings crave warmth.

There is a great contradiction in the hearts of prejudiced people.  They can feel their unbending position strain—as outer influences, like skin colors and cultural beliefs, tap into them from all sides—for the stiff rod they clutch is inflexible. 

Anyone with half a brain knows that inflexibility is a weak trait—that rigidity always breaks and collapses in time. 

Water is flexible.  Rock is stiff.  Give Water time, and she will dissolve Rock into nothing.

The prejudiced people know this, and deep in their subconscious, they feel foolish.  This feeling of being a fool makes them very angry, giving their Fear an outlet for expression.

Now we have an inflexible person, who knows he’s a fool, full of anger.  This is a very volatile combination.  The majority of these people will medicate themselves with pacifiers—vices to numb and blur the truth.  The irony is they will never be pacified for they are too stiff to relax.

They are crazy.  The painful contradiction and foolishness they endure is very maddening for them.  They are frightened human beings who have lost their individual identity.  The vicious programming—instilled by hateful elders into their core—has injured their emotions. 

They are weak and in self-conflict.  They do not want outsiders to know the truth.  They do not want outsiders—all people who are different from them—to dissolve their rigid beliefs into nothing. 

They do not want their structure to be blended into the rest of the world and forgotten.
Their prison is the only thing they know, and they do not want to lose it.  For to lose their hardened views would be akin to death, and you can believe prejudiced people are scared to death and afraid to die.  They are afraid of everything that does not fit neatly into their rigid little construction.

Stay away from them, if you can.  Never show fear; they thrive on it.  Remember, they are frightened people.  When you encounter them, be gentle, gracious, and empowering.  Maybe it will help them to feel less foolish about themselves, and the inflexible world they have chosen to defend.