Tell me what is the difference between these messages?

When you see image one, what do you see? What about image 2? Do they both convey the same message?

What message/messages do they convey?

3 and 4?

5 and 6?

7 and 8?

9 and 10

The last image varies a little because it's man and women versus women and women. But other than that do you see anything different?

So I went on the website of Black Lives Matter. Here is there mission statement.

to eradicate white supremacy and build local power to intervene in violence inflicted on Black communities by the state and vigilantes. By combating and countering acts of violence, creating space for Black imagination and innovation, and centering Black joy, we are winning immediate improvements in our lives.

The white supremacy messaging is way more aggressive. They describe their stance on issues of race like this

Distinction among the races is not accidental but designed. This is clearly brought out in the one book that tells authoritatively of the origin of the races. This distinction is not incidental, but is of the vastest import and indicates the wisdom of the divine mind. It is not temporary but is as abiding as the ages that have not yet ceased to roll. The supremacy of the White Race must be maintained, or be overwhelmed by the rising tide of color.

So looking at both of these I have a couple immediate problems with them

The use of the word eradicate is problematic because it is not usually possible to do anytbing 100 percent without some sort of oppressive force. It also bothers me that space needs to be carved out for people, it should be nonracial.

I don't like the repetition in either of the word black and white, because it sounds like they are trying to reinforce the message you are this shade of human skin.

End Rant, And now this.

There Exists a Purple Door

And it's strange, because I could swear it has been following me.

I first saw it after being up all night

Sippin' on moonshine.

I crawled past it and fell forward, and

My sweat drenched face hit the hard concrete.

Shaking from the impact of my clammy regret drenched face

Hitting the unsympathetic seemingly crawling natural rock,

I lay for second, or ten minutes, or 2 days

When a young girl with a strange mask

Came up to me. She looked like she had been

Crying....

She spoke and I could see her lips move

Because the mask seemed at first to be translucent,

but on second glance...

It appeared almost to be fading in and out of reality.

Strange, because I could tell it was real, made out of cloth,

But on her face it stood, flicker like a television set.

Why are you crying, I said.

She replied in the most melodic voice.

I cry for you kind stranger, I cry for you and your time, because you are becoming me, and I am a prisoner.

I awoke confused in my bed,

Humor is Essential