dreams above her crown, fervor within her heart…no end and no beginning. I see this not only in her but many children. They knew what they would be up for…they didn’t get here to be seated without a sound.

At this defining time, with the mob rule accepting the fiction, please, please stop snuffing the spark in our children, they get it more so than their authority figures. Even though they don’t have as many experiences on this life plane, their simplicity is refreshing. We, who have been around for awhile, tend to overcomplicate things. Why are we complacent? Why are we consenting? Why are we breaking down our children? Their rawness, their honesty, their beauty will make us whole again. Pray we never forget their innocence.