On what a world If i were more techno savy, this post would be a scan of my journal, hospital bracelet, and a coffeebean from the dominican republic.....however I failed at that mission so this will be a psuedo-blog thats going to have to suffice for now.

I've been thinking alot about community verses individualism or even isolation. Our culture values the independent; emotionally, financially, materially, basically any way except socially because then you would be a loner. But how is that possible, to be so emotionally independent, so phycologically conditioned that to do something on your own is better, yet be expected to have healthy, fulfilling relationships in which parts of your soul are shared? Are deep truths better held alone or shared? If everyone had open doors and no property would anyone steal? If we accepted that our biggest strength was the help of others would less people fall alone and empty?

Then again I like being independent. I like calling on myself, fixing my life, and looking only to the ego to applaud. Maybe because thats what's easy and self-satisfying. No one gets to enjoy my triumphs but me.........thats truly lonely.

In the farming community which I lived in the Dominican Republic, there were no doors on the houses. People didn't know whose children were whose but they all ate at the dinner table. Company was an unheard of word since everyone was family. If a sister fell sick, the you would take the weight of her whole household till she could recover. I can't help but think that if my sister fell sick, I would probably send her a phonecall and then continue writting this essay without a thought more. Afterall, shes strong and independent and we all have to go through shit, why can't she take it. Man, wheres the love?!

Icky, class is calling me. More later. Love eveyone, love you, love..me.  ¶ 9:27 AM