You know when I realize racism was b.s, yes I was racist as kid.

well I realize I couldn't be racist because I believed in God, now I was really trying to figure why in the world did I held a bigger standard towards white people. Then it struck me that now one can escape death, and beauty fades, it almost seems like there superior complex is now gone. Death makes great losers out of us. I can tell about crazy stuff, for example when I was kid I used to wonder that there couldnt be good black people, that black or darker skin was evil and white was light. then I realize all that crap is b.s