I think there comes a time when one can lose their touch with humanity. You can be all alone on an island created by you in which you feel the whole earth revolves around you. Being out and about in the world gives you the sense that the earth is moaning and not just you. You see that problems aren’t just on your front doorstep, but they have been mailed to a myriad of people. Not only can you see problems, but you can see solutions. When I talk to people who are just like me, I find someone older and wiser. I found someone who has already been where I have just arrived and it makes life sweeter. You can’t afford to lose touch with the race to which you belong. I am not talking about that superficial thing we call color, but the essence of our very beings that I call……………human.
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