Progress?

In this Muddy book i can never write because i am not in the position to write it, when the black man imagines he’s having sex with nature, he’s having homosexual sex, when he thinks he’s going into the future he’s dying. Progress DELUDES him. You’ll think the fool will stop trying. I guess in the future he was given, he’ll keep having sex, his future will be killing him and he has no real change. Now, i believe Shakespeare can help simplify this logic. I was at the cemetery yesterday and he was so moved by the future and the logic behind it, he said, “Let us now onto hope call. Thou all dead; not one alive!”