He has a mind that welcomes change. Understands the need. Considers it evolution.How hot is that? Imagine waking in the morning to a discussion of the state of the world, and our place in it.Feeling it? I quiver at the thought. Imagine, reading poetry in the rain, the classics, the new and modern,the voices that he himself rallied; lounging street-side in the village,acoustic guitar, listening, while he writes the lyrics to heal the world, and opens you to a consciousness you never knew.Awake for the first time since you took residence within your shell, you realize, it’s time for Revolution.
What happens to you when you hear Revolution? I get worked up and feisty, so much so that there is no way I could get my rant to play by the rule book. So…I took a vastly different route and will save my essay for another post 😉
The Rule Book…song as prompt, 100 words, GO! Barbara of The Purple Moose Gazette wove a wicked 100words last week, and takes home the honor of picking this weeks tune…Lance, hope I did it justice! (Lance is the host, Leeroy is that cute little guy at the top…give him a click and he’ll deliver you to My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog where you can play along with us!)