I’m here. I’m ready willing and able. But I’m nothing more than a snowflake, one of many whom believe in the Snowflake Theory”. Ever watch a snowstorm? Billions of snowflakes perish before they over come the land. When the storm subsides “We The
People” deal with the effects, first the beauty it creates, second the misery it mostly causes. The most amazing aspect is, it all started from a single snowflake.
Unfortunately my first post may not mean a thing to you, or it could explain everything. Can you read between the lines? Are you willing to look yourself in the mirror and be judged for all that is wrong in and around your world? If not than don’t Judge or pass blame. I did. I lost my self. It took years to rediscover myself, I still feel lost, alone, and tired. I’m like a prisoner of war only my wars are silent, and they rest within my head. What terrifies me is that all this plays out for me constantly daily.
As I broke I repeated one thing over and over. “If you want me to be the voice of everyone, I must first be the voice of no one”. As the voice of no one I’m here typing in my computer trying not to over step the boundaries, Laws, or like most people the guidelines to which “We The People” live.
I call out to all, Mostly the deaf, as they hear the most. Help me on my quest. We could be nothing more than a few snowflakes but if there are enough of us “We The People” can and will make a difference. My first question would read as follows;
1.What is life going to like after climate change? 2.Are we “The People” prepared for living conditions that our world has to offer after global warming reaches its most critical points? 3. Is the climate going to drive us back to the stone ages? 4. Could all of the progress we achieved over time be simply lost in history, or lost in translation? 5. Can
“We The People” overcome all odds? The answer is as simple as pie. 6. I just don’t know if we the human race are ready for the answer to pie? 7. Do you remember what happened when someone learned how to split an atom???
I’m trying not to write a novel here but I think this sets my stage. And the world is my audience.
I’m stuck between two worlds. As the “Boy” with a dream, and the “Man on a mission.
When Worlds Collide!!! As Arnold would say I’ll be Back!!!
Is this pen mightier than the sword??? Hmmm I’m Waiting!!! I’m waiting on a world to change. Imagine, a message in a bottle, would you stand by me, all I am saying is give peace a change. Take this sad song and make it better.
The Boy
S.O.S …---… …---… …---… …---… …---… S.O.S. “We The People”