Change Is No Threat To Culture.

In The West We Cling To The Past Like Limpets. In Haiti The Present Is The Axis Of All Life. As In Africa, Past And Future Are But Distant Measures Of The Present, And Memories Are As Meaningless As Promises.

To Have That Powder Blown Up Your Nose Is Rather Like Being Shot Out Of A Rifle Barrel Lined With Baroque Paintings And Landing On A Sea Of Electricity.

Its Haunting To Realize That Half Of The Languages Of The World Are Teetering On The Brink Of Extinction.

The World Can Only Appear Monochromatic To Those Who Persist In Interpreting What They Experience Through The Lens Of A Single Cultural Paradigm, Their Own. For Those With The Eyes To See And The Heart To Feel, It Remains A Rich And Complex Topography Of The Spirit.

The World In Which You Were Born Is Just One Model Of Reality. Other Cultures Are Not Failed Attempts At Being You; They Are Unique Manifestations Of The Human Spirit.