“The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe.  If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened.  But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.”

~ Friedrich Nietzsche

Race is a battle behind me not ahead of me. It poses no threat.  I will never look over my shoulder because of it.

There is no wrestling within or without, no tug of war, no pull to one side or the other.  Race will not separate me from others or segregate me from myself.

I will not fight a social construct.  If people can build it, then I can tear it down.  If people can choose to say it, then I can choose not to.  I’m not fighting people over my identity, my perspective, my place on earth.  God was certain when He made me.

I have won the victory and have race’s white flag. It surrenders to me.  Race is defeated and I will not fight it again.  There is no competition, nothing that competes with me.

I am stronger; race is weaker.  I am superior; race is inferior.  I am the majority; race is the minority.  It is no match for me.

I have proven my strength; race is no rival.

I have held my position; race does not move me.

I know who I am; race does not threaten me.

I have nothing to defend when it comes to race. I can turn my back on it because race is not an adversary. I can let my guard down because it cannot attack me.

I no longer struggle with race because I am progress, moving beyond it, battle won: post- racial.