Maybe the ancestors…

Maybe the ancestors…
…do not exist, or do not exist for us once we forget their names or their existence
…only exist as children exist when we give them our eyes, give them our ears, hear them
…exist or do not exist only as non-persons
…will never be us—if we do not hear the eleven generations
…only ever exist in us, in our imagination, and whether we say they exist and speak with us or say they don’t, we are right
…are what they are
…are what we are and will become as we become
…are choices

:- Doug.

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