It kills your hope, and with it, the belief that you have any power to change what’s coming.

How do we? How do we change it? Are we too late? Is it inevitable? I hate what this world brings out in me. I feel hatred and fear all the time. I’m terrified for my children. I’m angry that the only way not to drown is to be a shark. I don’t want to be a shark. I want to be a healer. I want to work hard and have enough to not be terrified every day that my car will break down and I won’t be able to get to work and I’ll lose my job and won’t have rent or food for my kids and I know a huge part of this country is like me.

I believe in loving my neighbor. I believe that sharing what I have to help others get what they need doesn’t lessen my piece of the pie, because my neighbor would also be sharing with me, which strengthens us both.

I know I’m not alone, so where are we? And how do we create the world we know will work?

I’ve always voted for leaders with those values but somehow they never win their seat at the table. Because they want to represent the people and the people aren’t the ones with the deep pockets. the sharks are. How do we take our country back from the sharks?

I feel powerless, which makes sense because I’ve never had a desire for power. We are strong in number and spirit but when money is god, how do we fix the world?

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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