I am a huge believer in Sociobiological aspects in direct relation to certain aspects of Human behavior.
In short, I believe I carry certain Gifts and certain curses in my genetic make up.
The Taino, the people who first met Columbus, the same people who are the Indigenous people of BoriKen aka Puerto Rico, were very kind. In fact, when they met Columbus, Columbus threw trial and error managed to ask them who were they?
They responded, "TainO", which means "we are good people".
I am a good person. Generous, Righteous. I share willingly and offer myself wholeheartedly to help out my fellow man. This Gift can also be a curse.
With this Gift comes certain perks, and certain dangers. Too often people think that just cause you are polite and nice and generous, that you are weak. Please dont mistaken my politeness for weakness.
This Gift will sometimes gain you many friends, notoriety, schwag, etc.
These things go hadn in hand. The Gift, being generous, begets good positive energy, and the return is the "perks".
But this gift is also a curse. Thus the reason, my ancestors exist as a fragment of the complete identity of another entire cultural group. Recognizing my ancestors at times was a jig saw puzzle of opening my eyes and looking deep into the land where I lived and seeing the Taino still did exist hidden deep within the existing population.
Peanut Butter Jelly with a Baseball BAT.
Laters,
LOS
PS: Bikepack dAddy day solstice tour is gonna kick off, check for video post, and regular tomfoolery.
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Who called you a softy?
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