Long Past Time

    I suppose it is, after all, long past time that I come fully clean with you all.  You see, at heart, I am a Pollyanna.  I am.  I want, and hope, for the best and brightest for us all, whoever we are.
    I want, and hope, that we as a species can move forward in rational way, that manages, somehow, not to forget our hearts.  We are, after all, a species that loves to love.  We forget that, often.  We forget that lovingness is at the center point of everything we choose.  We forget that being human, being US, is the greatest gift we can give to each other.  We forget that our individuality is the single greatest thing we bring to the table we share.  Forget nations, forget ideologies.  We are the Human Race. We are Homo Sapiens Sapiens.  We are the people who decide if this is all going to collapse in a miasma of despair, or surge forward on a chariot of triumph. We are the beings, all of us, whoever we are, however we look, whatever we wear, however we believe, who decide, in the end of things, whether we have the right to exist.

    It is our choice; not those to whom we have given the reigns of power.  Its OUR choice. We are those who make the wealthy, wealthy. We are those who make those who have power, powerful. Without us, they are nothing. 
Nothing.
nothing.


Remember that.
We, are everything.

This isn't about the Language of Attire.  This is about existence.