A Feeling Is An Idea With Roots

I recently went into town to grab some grub. Decided to chow on some Japanese, get in touch with my 'roots'; like really get to know my heritage through the food. Sort of like in the show 'Roots', how they unravel their pasts through the things those before them leave behind. In my situation the food would be the thing left behind (forget the fact that it was cooked right there in front of me & that i have no idea what the show 'Roots' is actually about...). So as i ate that scrumptious shrimp & beef din, i began to feel that inward connection. My Jap genes were flowin'. I could almost see the opium feilds, smell the cherry blossoms, touch the Great Wall. Then i realized that none of that made any sense.... im not even japanese.. im filipino... oops
Sincerely,
Your Winged Angel