Can We Re-Write the Color Black
Black is both the absence of color or the sum of all colors, depending on who you talk to, they may share a different answer.
Much of the world is perception.
We perceive things differently based on all of the experiences we have ever had which leads us to interpret information differently. A bias you might call it.
Some find homage in the color black for the sinister shroud they may submerge themselves into. Others find heroism in its elegance and prestige.
Universally, however, no matter the association, black leaves us with the perception to be an uninviting acquaintance.
With this in mind, shroom eaters and acid tab takers worldwide choose instead to surround themselves with bright blues and dashes of powerful pink, creating a wedge between them and the mysterious marvel we call black.
Yet, as one who perceives black as the sum of all colors, instead of the absence of color, why is it that we are not filled with the sum of all of the joys of black and it's possessiveness of these joyous colors?
It would seem this is based on our biological sensors that alarm us towards darkness, a near cousin to black. Darkness is closely associated with the unknown -- something we fear deeply, a threat to our autonomy.
Around darkness, we are raised to be worrisome of such, for the unknown houses mystery and unknowing harm -- with this, as kids, we are told to be home before it is dark and to at night fill our rooms with warming rays of light when we are scared, bringing us comfort in the "knownness" of our surroundings.
Oh light, our hero.
Our subconscious aversion towards black is based on our innate terror of darkness. With darkness comes unknowingness and also it's similarities with our acquaintance black.
We must also consider the potential for ourselves to be frightened by blacks core characteristic, to absorb. To taketh, rather than giveth. Might we be searching instead for the brightly colored knights of light who giveth all of their energies?
Further investigating, however, we find darkness and black to remain separate yet connected in a vicious cycle of extremes.
Darkness is to be the absence of light.
And black is to be the sum of all colors or... the absence of all colors. And color, might you know, is nothing but the emission of light.
Black then is different than darkness but also synonymous with darkness. Black is flexible; possessing the polarity to be both the ultimate terror, the complete absence of light, or instead, black may be the total and complete presence of light, our hero.
Therefore -- being cognizant to the relationship of darkness and black, we have the opportunity to dispel the biological fright and terror we have with black by perceiving black as the sum of all colors, rather than it's absence, affirming its role as a separate entity to darkness.
Considering the world to be nothing but how we perceive, if we choose to solely, collectively as a society perceive black as the sum of all colors and light, might we be able to retrain the collectiveness of our minds in society to embrace black as the mightiest of heroes?
While sounding far-fetched, "oh black is black", we must notice the dark sinisterity of black is only based upon our learnings of it to be so.
Black is dark and ominous because we have learnt it to be that way. Just as we have learned red to be hot and blue to be cool. And just as we have learnt a head nod to be 'yes' and a head shake to be 'no'.
Might we one day be able to see wall to wall offices in black and feel rejoiced, hit with love, and the cumulative feeling of all colors?
If we separate all we know for black, to be synonymous with evil darkness, might we become capable of seeing black as a stand-alone entity of good and happiness?