I'm supposed to have this thing and that ethnicity within me,but i'm none of them. I am me and thats all i'll ever be. I also stand out the most in a crowd. One of the mistery,an individual which cannot be explained,copyed,or replaced. A symbol of uniqueness and originality. I am one of my own. Ethnicity is an order of the flesh,and how much does mortality really mean? Especially through the uncontious mind. Humanitarionism can only go so far until there is no more meaning. Then what's left is what really matters the most,the ability to recapture a sense of one's self and where their true values lie,mortally and imortally.