on revolution

To anyone watching and listening in horror, I too am in horror. I petitioned the wind for answers, and it whispered back to me. The whispers gave me some respite, but mostly I realized that the wind, the trees, the water, and the air were all just as confused as I was. But then we all heard another voice, and that one empowered us to remember so that our offspring would never forget. So that we could not just be armed with tools to liberate ourselves, but so that the offspring had a model for their future liberation. These are whispers from that other voice. I hope they move you the way they’ve moved me. I hope they move us all towards action.