We call things ‘mixed’ as though
they don’t belong together;
this is strange.
All that is
belongs together, for
here we are,
together.
Or maybe…
We call them ‘mixed’ because
they come from different places, but
everything is from
a different place from everything else —
it’s just a matter of
how far apart.
Such mixture as there is
brings all the flavor;
such togetherness as we can manage
makes the experience of it possible.
So, sure, we are mixed:
Mixed up,
Tossed around,
Cooked together, and
Delicious
I really liked your post. But WordPress is not letting me do that. But I guess a comment is so much better than a “like”.
Your post definitely makes one think about what this word “mixed” means and how we interpret it.
Sometimes, the blend is greater than the sum of its parts. 🙂
🙂