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How can a man exist without an identity? As descendants of our past, we live our future today, a future with no past puts today our future. If we have no identity do we exist at all? The system, binary system lives to keep certain groups non-existent. Thus creating sides through discourse. 

I am such a person with no true identity. Born an orphan with no actual record of biological parents, placement in this world is one of convenience existing for the benefit of the authorities. The world is built on the discoveries and colonization of indigenous people from the ubiquitous lands only known to few. If the world exists because of the past generations, how am I to make a future if I have no past? With no past is there a future that we can create or is this what most call the new frontier? Leaving the past behind I can only look for the future and what I am told to be true. 

Identity for me is built on life experiences. As Americans, we are raised with the knowledge that this world is ours and we should do whatever we can to gain an advantage no matter what. Save judgment because as the cliche saying goes “only god can judge me”. 

Hello, I am Jacob Geller, or as most people call me JG. I can relate to the identity conversation because most people do not probably know that I am a war baby and orphan, my mother Vietnamese, and my father African American soldier. I never knew them. The Vietnam war is almost an infamous war or the war most Americans would like to forget about. I am a product of over a decade of lies that were told to the American people during the 60s that the war in Vietnam was a must and that the American government was doing its humanitarian efforts to help the people of Vietnam. 

It has now come out to the American people and other countries that there is a big lie about the war. As I digress I only mean to point to the war as why I am here and what I feel we can do to make our lives as humanity can help each other out. Identity plays an important role in our lives and the point I am trying to make is that in order to understand the world around us we must know or try to understand our place in the world. 

The world is a huge little place and we can at times feel like we want to crawl in a hole and never leave. I know I have felt this way at some point. What we can do and should do is talk to people. Friends and family are good places to start the conversation. Heck, even the kid at the grocery store or a person at your local store can be good therapy to getting the emotions going, and simply having a conversation with someone is enough to let you know you are worth being in existence. 

I have also found that if you were raised as a kid in the United States there are biases that will arise because we are only exposed to a single story. As citizens of the U.S., we are molded to exist in a binary world. The discourse laid out as the templet for life is never discussed only in parts is this system ever talked about. As kids, we are never told that we need to know that some of our peers may be a little different. Instead, we are raised to believe that boys and girls are of the sex and gender is a more emotional feeling. This idealogy is outside of the spectrum of a binary system. 

Intersectionally thinking is the thought process that humanity is not all the same. Humanity can not be shoved into two big boxes, left to wrangle each other for seniority and space to claim as our own. Intersectionality expression allows for the grey area to exist and matter and rounds out our understanding of who we are as individuals. You see black and white is how the system is built and as the days grow longer and the people get more exposed to the bigger picture of who we are as a humanity. If you are an alternative thinker and maybe stray from the pack, you are probably an intersectionality person. Meaning you can see past the single story and maybe see the world as a big giant petri dish. There is more than one side to the story. Life is a freeway and we have a roadmap in our heads directing our every move.


Jacob Geller