What is a representative American group? America is a melting pot. Are we melting or diluted just enough to seem civilized? Our influences are creations. These creations are combinations of causes and effects ad infinitum. We blend these until yes and no is our very own thing. We are the country. America is a ridiculous hodgepodge creature created not to move but destined to fly. We are from different places and from a variety of beliefs, abilities, fears, sorrows, happiness, shrieking madness and terrifying constructions. We are put together with a lot sweat and too much battling whimsy and all the other things, spicy and nice and not recognized by any eye.
All of us have the freedom to explore and improvise within an uncertain framework. So! Do we improvise with words?
Then Shift to:
Fear of not noticing this life and this death. No! For he is fondly remembered and has not been fondly remembered by all of us that knew him. He is sure that they cannot remember his name. For he has forgotten many of those faces that had trusted their images to his memory. He has also forgotten those places trusted to be static and not revolving around stationary constucted worlds. How many imaginary worlds spin around an imaginary sun? He has always been an alien not wishing to intrude but longing to belong. Is acceptance another loss within a simple victory?
Presently, he does not enjoy the stares of strangers or laughter when not with him but about him. He has often been too frightened by an overwhelming jumble of sensual adjustments. He has always been a waif, alone and among many and wanting to go home. Among us, he is a familiar spirit, a mirror we stare into and recognize when the moons have disappeared into the light of an ancient dawn.
