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If I were not born different I might have imagined it for myself in some secret longing. Perhaps in the rote activity of another life I would feel emptiness and there in my dreams I would escape. In these dreams I might slip outside the stale confines of my life and look into a window with eyes wide open and see a different picture than I was meant to see. There in the cool fresh air I might turn away, I might wander into the inviting darkness. I might set out on an adventure and leave behind my self-imposed obligations. As I walk away I might sense my connection to the universe, my connection to the magic of my surroundings, my body, my mind and I might never look back. We, each of us, need to find a path out of the ordinary, a path starting inside. My days are lost to me now ...and will always be. That bargain is made. The sun is too bright and the city too loud. Darkness has always been a better friend. What twist of fortune brought me here, I can't say ...but if you had the opportunity to look into some secret window, in a dream, at the pageant of your own life ...you too might turn away and never look back. You might hurry down some unmarked path, into darkness, in search of life and there ...find it.
#HomoAmerican #GinaGenacide
