draft nineteen - The Expatriate, Pt. 3, Notes Before the Road

[ninefingeredboy]

the evolution in my thinking between those late days in 2001 and today, in these last months of 2004. at the time, (and today, actually), i was (am) living in new york city. i physically experienced the destruction at the time. we all felt the emotional reality, and those of us close tasted the foul air, touched the ashes, grew nauseous breathing

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[spottedmind]

tragedy has always been the best uniter, it's just too bad that in this age it seems to be the only one. maybe if i had my own waldon pond to sit and admire in transcendental bliss, then i'd be willing to go to jail for my beliefs over this country. i don't know about you, but this hasn't felt like my country in a long time.

don't get me wrong, i love it here and a lot of things america has to offer, but nothing is worth dying over if you don't believe in it. so, i too will be happy to leave if i feel like it's hopeless. i guess i still have a small shred of hope someone will stop him before he destroys everything, but i sure as hell will be keeping my eyes peeled for the warning signs. if you do find that utopia, let me know, and tropical drinks will be on me. umbrella's optional.