Changes are life-transforming, and they all start with the renewing of the mind. You need change to make change. You need change to bring change. To renew your mind is to change your mind. Change it. By reading different books, listening to different podcasts or music; Feed it with life-sustaining and culture-cultivating material and influences. It matters. All of it.
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 3): CHANGE OF MIND - Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances... - "THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
In the midst of uncertainty for tomorrow or even today, there's a confidence and courage found within that forces us to win. - This grind. This grit. This goal-oriented, goal-achieving, gift-cultivating, courageous and confident, bold, brave spirit, comes from a place of hope, and that hope being for change.
XLVI. MARCHING ONWARD (PART 1) - Inspired by some of the words from the late Martin Luther King Jr., present-day people pushing in life, and other current circumstances... - "THIS IS OUR HOPE... THIS IS THE FAITH WE GO BACK TO... LET FREEDOM RING... FREE AT LAST [ONE DAY]..."
A conversation with you is one through a one-way mirror. I hear every word you say. You only hear your own words bouncing off the cold, concrete walls. You ramble on for hours about what you think is right. You can't even conceive of listening to foreign, challenging ideas. Everything I utter gets lost. A conversation with you is one through a one-way mirror. Frustration builds a dam in my chest, preventing the waters of mutual respect from flowing. You have taught, no, trained me to not speak to you. Why waste my time talking through your one-way mirror? If you refuse to listen to my only words I refuse to talk at all.
there was a lantern perched in my hand and i was too afraid to light it yet the horrors in the road wasn't what terrified me, it was the destination ahead. the light i held sought the road to illuminate and yet i just know it wasn't the road i was taking nor could it be the roads i will be passing... it will be the road i take when i finally decide to take a u-turn. with one foot down and a weary knee thinking about every afternoon going to the 'right' garage after strolling in the wrong neighborhood staring blankly at all the cities all the towns all the villages all the blocks all the intersections all the streets in all garages that could've possibly been 'right' and one that could've possibly been home possibly been hope i park at the house. all i see is a one way street stretching forever in front of me... and the ride back home so far away------ finally i found the reason to light up the way.