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i'm a citizen, immigrant, and expatriate between three massively different heavyweight cultures. i feel differently from day to day about it, at times it is a great thing and at times.. on a purely human level it's difficult to hold onto a stable identity - it has been for as long as i can remember considering the concept of an identity. who the fuck am i anymore? i'm the bit of potato on the inside if the peel in a pile of scraps outside the restaurant - i may be recycled into bioplastic utensils or food for slaughterhouse animals or something else, i'm bouncing around the system, and i'm not really a potato or anything else either - i'm just whatever i happen to be at the time. what would the antithesis metaphor be, of something powerful? there is insight and knowledge accompanying this reality, but i seem at a loss as to how to channel and exploit - or even explain it, most of the time. am i to get comfortable in the fact that i am simply who i am and not one of any tribe?