My dearest and beautiful revolutionaries:

Can we afford to lament?
complain?
rage?
when the fire is burning and spreading
as we do all of that in vain?

Do you not feel its heat on your spine?
Do you not see the smoke in your eyes?

Sit with the Fire and burn the insignificance 
and pointlessness out of your cries and doings!

We do not have time to barter our powers for our fury. 
We cannot let us the Creators hold our time, energy, consciousness hostage to fear. to rage. to blame. 
We cannot afford it anymore. There is no more time.

So stay still, sit with the fear, rage and then, 
let is all burn with the inborn cosmic Fire in you 
and from your center and ground — say, act or do.

dearest ones, 
act not like dry wood, 
itself catching on fire,
but instead
act from love. 
act from power. 
pray, just act like water.

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Written today in tears in response to my digital world getting flooded with posts filled with the rage and anguish which is real and true, I feel it too. But that is not enough. It will never be. 😢

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