The following series “Reflections in South Africa”, attempt to chronicle the countless impressions that assailed me when I visited the blessed nation of South Africa a few years ago (Dec ’15-Jan ’16). Like anything issuing from human hands, it is not perfect and infallible, but honest. Nor is it an attempt to assign blame or pacify victimhood, but a transparent attempt to use virgin eyes to document the quiddity of the invisible energy that pervades a nation. It is true that inhabitants of a room, once situated to the scents permeating the space, long lose the capacity to perceive it distinctly. Being enveloped by it, the ability to apprehend the subtleties of distinct scents become reserved to the virgin nose from outside. Hence these writings are the impression of such unsullied nostrils. But modesty also entails the admission that this outsider, nescient of certain idiosyncrasies unique to an environment, runs the danger of assessing conditions with an exaggerated harshness that exceeds the practical realities. It is with such knowing equilibrium I paradoxically offer the following; being a claimant of neither irrefutable truth nor refutable fallacy. The following are my contemplations, my soul offspring, conceived in the crucible of living experiences. May they bring you uplifting insights.
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