If I have a daughter I shall name her Anger.
Her sword shall slay the sons
Whose fathers wronged the mothers.
If I have a son I shall name him Bitterness.
His hands shall choke the daughters
Whose mothers blamed the fathers.
And if I have a child I shall name them Sadness.
If you want to become something, spend time becoming something.
Music is the sound of resistance
Between the forces of chaos and of order
Between radio static and dial tone
In times like these
Find your jam band
And fight
The nature of my God’s love
Is not that I matter
But that I can matter.
Today is a once in a lifetime experience.
A. B. Clarke 