As the eye is tragically incapable of viewing itself without outside intervention, so is the Caucasian seemingly limited in their view of self and others. Our explore briefly ruminates on this paradoxical twinship, and its myriad adjacent implications.

Nowhere is absolute confidence in personal goodness on fuller display than here in the wilds of Caucasia. Our explorer ruminates on this observation whilst thoughtfully pacing, as is his Negro wont.

This week, our explorer documents a curious phenomenon seemingly exclusive to Caucasia; a rigid, persistent, nearly dogmatic opposition, not to racism, but the term "racist". We explore this nakedly self-assuaging deflection, and ponder the roots of this nigh ubiquitous contradictory and counterintuitive phenomena.

An evening jaunt provides respite from prying eyes and unveils the unspoiled beauty enrobing the bold and unyielding landscape in a miracle of undulating shadows and stars.

In this episode, our explorer is held at base camp due to inclimate weather. During this trying time, our hero cobbles a theory based on thousands of hours of observations, and public necessity of cats sleeping on loaves of bread.

Follow along with the rhythmic clink of his explorer regalia as our heroic Negro thrusts himself fully Out of the Doors to discover himself... and home... and drug runners... tonight... in the wild.

Our explorer, tangled in the complexity of actual reality and definitions of power, seizes upon a Negro ideal, a moral obligation, and a minimum standard for all Americans.

Our explorer survives yet another assault, this one more nefarious and indelible than the last. Area authorities are silent on the details of the alleged assault as our hero bleeds mightily from the foot and is forced, for the sake of caloric consistency, to consume large amounts of iced cream.

In this recently discovered journal entry, we hear, for the first time, a hint of doubt in Negro's voice as he contemplates the political reality in which he has now discovered himself. Will he possess the temerity to hold out? Or shall our hero recede, in the name of health and wisdom, back to the civilized bosom of NegroLa?

Inclimate weather in the wilds forces our explorer indoors, and into long overdue considerations...