Sticks, Stones, Slurs, and Reality
I could call someone all the slurs in the book, and that still wouldn't change the fact that they are an immensely powerful being that can't be hurt by words. And yet, after I say those things, most of the masses would get offended and defensive, but defensive of what? Certainly not themselves! Truly, I say, they are complete as existence itself, and not a single ounce of their value has been threatened by mere words and ideas.
Words of themselves are nothing. The word n**ger hurts nothing in a f**got, and the word f**got hurts nothing in a n**ger; It's all about perspective. But what is perspective but thoughts? Many believe themselves to be an identity made of thoughts, and yet this belief makes them blind to the shining, radiant, unbreakable One that they are in Truth. This belief in perspective is why the masses meaninglessly divide amongst themselves, gathering in groups that are unified only by the in-group agreement that division is necessary. To them, their form of division seems justified, often victimizing themselves at the hands of the division they are subjected to by others.
My lovely brothers and sisters, you are not fragile enough to be hurt by words. Wake the fuck up, f**got ass n**ga! You are divine!