This Is My Battle Cry

I’m at a crossroads. That feeling something big, bigger than even now, is coming. I am grounded, and am I open, and I am maybe even raging…

Because revolution is not always peaceful; and I will not be silenced. I will not fit into boxes, limits; judgments… We came to co-exist and love one another, hippie or not, it’s infinite; it’s what works – naturally.

And it’s not happening. Not enough. Not believing, you’re the same as the next human, sky, bug; is separating us from the very thing we cry out at night for—

Love,

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