She had no life.
She had no hope.
She had no motivation.
She was going down life’s slope.
Until she saw that spark.
That gentle glow.
That spark set off.
It let her know,
there is a hope, waiting to be shown.
Clarity in Muddied Waters
A Messianic Journey Through Pen and Peace. Writing from the Stillness Within.
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Why does the world run away from what we made?
Why do we, why do I run away from what we, what I made?
Pollution.
We run away, acting like it’s just a hoax, a trick.
Animal endangerment.
We run away, thinking that as long as we’re not hurt it doesn’t matter.
Climate change.
We run away, trying to stop and help, but it seems too difficult.
Plastic.
We run away, keep on using it like a tissue that’s past it’s best state.
We don’t have to run away.
If we made it, we can stop it.
Say it to yourself, repeat it to yourself until the words are so real you can practically see them written on every billboard, every sign, every picture, every one.
We can do it. I know we can.
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Don’t look away.
Don’t shield your eyes from the truth.
Don’t pretend that it’s not up to you, don’t pretend that you have nothing to do with it.
I know, you’ve heard this message before, it’s like a daily reminder that is trying to pierce through the fog of your mind.
It’s trying to show what you can do, yet we continue to blame others.
Listen up.
There is NO planet B.
This is our one shot at life, this is our one sanctuary.
Nothing will change unless WE change.
Unless we open our eyes, unless we push aside procrastination and arrogance, no one is going to do anything.
Do the adults of the world really want their children, their grand children, their great grand children to live in a world crumbling beneath them?
Is that the example you want to set for the coming generations?
That they can’t do any thing just because others won’t?
Why do people get upset when kids and other grown ups stand for what is right?
Do you really want to be that hypocritical person?
The one who complains about what’s happening out there and does nothing?
Or do you want do be the one who sees something and does something about it?
I can’t change your mind, I can’t make the decision for you, but I can try to help.
You be the one to decide.
Future or none.
#yourchoice
#savetheworld
#thereisnoplanetB
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23 pairs of eyes are on the clock, watching the seconds tick by.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, my ears turn a deep Scarlett with anticipation.
Tick, tick, tick.
More seconds disappear.
My eyes water but I dare not blink.
Tapping our feet, picking our nails, we wait silently for our saving grace.
Sweat dribbles down our faces, our thighs stick to the seats we sit on.
3, 2, 1….
“Rriing!”
23 children clatter to their feet, excitedly.
At long last, the summer break.
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Closing your eyes, you take your last breath and plunge into the cloudy waters.
The icy liquid whirls around you, enclosing you in its frigidness.
Your feet swish around underneath you, keeping you up.
All feelings go away.
All worries go away.
Every thing goes away.
Slowly, your eyes open, blinking while getting used to your surroundings.
Broadening your shoulders, you dive down deeper and deeper.
Deeper and deeper.
Deeper and deeper.
The outside world goes away.
Nothing matters any more.
You stop.
It seems that your lungs are empty, your heart starts to throb.
As quick as humanly possible, you thrash through the water, driven by the thought of air.
The light is visible.
It’s there, right in front of you, shining like diamonds.
3, 2, 1…….
Your soggy head bursts through the sea, while your blue lips are open wide, gasping for the breath you’ve been deprived of.
Your face breaks out in a wide, shivering grin.
At last, air.
Clarity in Muddied Waters 
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