"Where were you when the city on the Hill lost its virginity?”
Reflection time is your ultimate time journey. Everyone’s own interpretation of reality seamlessly fed with misguided consistency creates our own customized schism to truth reality.
There is no serum for healing and truth re conditioning. Sunrise and sunset are the bookends to daily truth. Percolation between light movements define and defile societal accepted skewed norms.
Violation is never justified. Involuntary presence of facts and fears. Our race to find out truth currently void of grace.
Each of us are vessels of hope as we banish darkness and embrace light as a future medium of a collective collision with all our future John Winthrop’s.