Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Totem Recall By Danny Aponte of Public School 161 In The South Bronx

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 Dear Friends,

I want to make a musical where my friends on Face Book can dance and sing songs from their countries. I invite North Korea to dance and sing with us via Virtual Reality.

This idea was inspired by La La Land, a great musical.

The fine movie made me wish to be really white.

When I was a kid, I thought I was American instead of Puerto Rican.

My father was white. My mother is Puerto Rican.
 
I am half American and half Puerto Rican.

I am an Ame-Rican.

If I could remove the hyphen could I go home to a wonderful sequel to life?

I am the son of Tony and Maria from a musical called West Side Story.

I wish I were the Richie Rich of The South Bronx.

I would buy Virtual Reality goggles for the world to make this the greatest musical of all time before The End.

All I have is the better angel of my alien imagination, my artificial intelligence.

It’s the thought that counts, I guess.

Dreams need help. I need you to help and it helps a lot if you have Jedi powers.

Thank you for your precious time.

Much love to you humans.

Good-bye J


Copyrighted 2017 by DAAD
Daniel Angel Aponte
Dreamer

All Rights Reserved





The ground was damp with the fragrance of trees in the fall of 1991 and the sun rose on New York City in shades of autumn gold.

It was my first day at the university that vaguely distracted a heart to be with a painter who wanted to marry me. She wrote my mission was to make her my wife.

Later in the wintertime, I fell in love early on a Sunday morning with programs at the computer lab. I made up my mind to switch from art to the art of algorithms.

The future was about to happen in my past life. I keep working at perfection.

I go back in time to use creative vision to fuse wrecked memories of my own 9/11, which is the birthday of the woman I loved, to make platform to elevate the better angels of human nature in pursuit of higher education and peace on Earth.

I had a dream for the city that never sleeps and beyond borders

I submit this to the future of history.

I was here.