A Pause.

There are not-so-tiny-fires happening, everywhere. Old thought patterns are on fire. Old ways of doing this and that are on fire. Old laws have reemerged, and they are not isolated from these flames. What people did to people they did not love and who they thought would never have their day to speak on those things. Those things, the stuff you thought only remained or existed in the dark, yes this has been found out and is on fire, too. Even those who normally exist in their sort of selfishly warped world, which is most of us, have been syphoned (or will be) out of comfort zones and doing life as usual by the smell of something beyond insidious. The kind of something you had to experience on your own because if you told it, no one would believe you saw what you saw. The ask is to continue to pause, to not take our eyes off what is happening - because they keep saying what we see ain’t really what we see. And yet there is the smoke, everywhere, undeniably there.