Thursday, 26 July, 2018
I’ve been agonising over this for the past couple of weeks.
I know that I should have nothing to worry about. But fear is not rational.
I must prove that I am Australian.
I don’t quite know when it happened, nor how; but I know that it did happen… the loss of privilege, that is.
How many Caucasians worry about this? Not many, I’d guess.
All I have is a quote from Bruce Lee: “Like everyone else, you want to learn the way to win, but never to accept the way to lose, to accept defeat. To learn to die is to be liberated from it. So when tomorrow comes, you must free your ambitious mind, and learn the art of dying.”
We’re often, defined by how we appeared to the outside world, our eye color, our skin color, and that usually, overlook who we truly are, deep down inside.
Seems to me it would be ‘unnerving’ to prove your existence. And you are right, I have no clue what that would be like.