Coming Home-A Reality Connection PT.2

Coming home, means a lot to me. When I return home I see most of the population taking the community for granted. It is a community with all the signs of a metropolitan area; in the sense of a lack of community awareness, isolated frames of mind, food that is brought into the community, no frame of mind for gardens, etc. This is really sad, because in my community's past, this was unheard of. It was a thriving community, full of the hustle and bustle of grandparent involvement, visiting, storytelling, moccasin makers, elders who policed the community. Now, the elders who posess fluency in aboriginal languages are used for that knowledge by Spiritual guru's, who, outnumber the passionate individuals that really strive to maintain the exisistence of any particular language. Elders do not carry the wait or clout they did some time ago. Young people lack the knowledge of aboriginal languages vitalness and also lack the adacity to even begin to care about the languages rate of survival. With out aboriginal language their ceases to exist the true meaning of spirituality from any particular culture's identity. The sense of spirituality in every decision that is made in the community is thrown out the window. This idea scares the hell right out of the non-spiritual beings. Because then, they would not only have to change their lifestyles, they would have to get religious. And, sometimes, maybe, religion isn't for everyone, all Iknow is that it is a nessecity. So, returning home feels like I am amongst zombies and ghouls. If only I could unleash the curse's they personify and omit. However, like most of the zombie movies that are out there, I am the one the zombies are attracted to, whether they realize it or not. A zombie does not care how it survives, it needs to survive by following the source of energy that is the closest with in it's parameter. Anything that is not closely related to the zombies state of being is considered either a threat or food for it's survival. This is how I keep my sanity amongst the masses, I have to see them for what they really are; selfish, walking around aimlessly and looking for other victims to add to thier populations. They walk around most of the time starving-starving for that attention they don't give a ratt's ass about. All they want to do is consume, digest and get rid of that piece of flesh who can help them to humanity. I sit here and wait........trying to strategize and course my next move, looking for the other survivors amongst the rooftops..........