A Libra Stranger

To an unknown friend,

We sometimes forget to stop and look at the beautiful simplicity life has to offer. In a fast paced world we still have the nature of the earth and the nature of our humanity, if we choose to remember it.

Materialism has dulled: humanity, emotions, expressions, and actions. People are forced into robotic replicas of "supposed to" recitals. In our carnal existence, we are all equal: seeking, wondering, questioning, doubting, acquiring, pursuing, lacking, guiding. Is this what encompasses the human experience?

What world is this? What kingdom? What shores of what world? (Girl Interrupted, 1999).

What place is this, what region, what quarter of the world? Where am I? Under the rising of the sun or beneath the wheeling course of the frozen bear?" (The Mad Hercules), Act 5, line 1138).

Where do we find the extraordinary? Does it exist? Or do we live in it so often that each day we cannot see?

--A Libra Stranger