one, two….test for echo…a wide open space, me in the middle – yelling, screaming….what answers?…. My voice… yelling back at me….interesting….it all comes back to me….inside, outside….all we can do is scream loud enough to bring us back to ourselves and then – wow….the fucking revolution, the responsibility, starts up inside….look out….the echo just got back to me and the answer is pretty damn clear….get up you fool….live out your dreams….why are WE stuck in the revolution and not THE REVOLUTION?…another christmas is approaching – feels like the last – the past becomes the future and the future the past…wake up….dream out loud….become what today is….and not what it is supposed to be….
merry christmas
Micah
