Journal # 5- Their Eyes Were Watching God

And Esperanza began to dream of Hope. Hope, that voluptuous being with the huge warm heart who stored it away in the Sky. The allusive one who lived peacefully hidden underneath the terrible complication of humanity. When will someone come looking for Hope, and what can be more secret? She patiently sleeps there underneath all the madness. Sleeps lightly and motionless all day underneath all the trouble waiting to be woken up. She was looking for Her heart in places that it may not have existed. She was worried and tired too. Oh miserable Michael! He shouldn't have to suffer in misery forever. She sent Alex to inspire an epiphany, but Michael said No. Everyone had the trouble of finding where She was, and if it was known it was kept secret underneath all of the trouble. Michael would be all right just as soon he would realize the secret to his madness lies in the most beautiful part of humanity. He wasn't going to find joy at all. That was his problem. But Alex thought of something different, so she knew. And then if nothing happened, the next day she realized, for people started to tell each other secrets and look for something that had been there the whole time. People who would have never looked at the sky were now trying to reach it. They stood there, stared, and Hoped at something that was a secret. Fear, that malicious cover of the overground, had been there the whole time.

1.) An important part of Hurston's style in this passage is the way she plays with the capitalization. I used capitalization to differentiate the pronouns, to make sense of which "she" I was talking about.
2.) The tone also changes in the second part of the pastiche which I saw was what Hurston did.