Stand.

A blast from my past come across my mind today, the song Stand by R.E.M. I guess it’s because many people taking different stands, and trying to convince me they’re right. I made my own recycled soap-box today and stood on it, on my little patch of earth, shouting up to the heavens, hoping someone would listen. A lot of nodding heads, but I’m not sure how much power we really have. Perhaps it comes down to priorities; we are given these brief and shining little lights of life, and we are wired to scramble, adjust, and desperately try to make…