I’m weary, but I can’t rest. I can’t sleep on an empty belly. I can’t relax when I haven’t earned it. I can’t slow down, until the world stops burning down. I can’t breath, until everyone can breath, and not just breath but breath deeply and free. I’m weary, so weary, but I can’t rest.
Hope is byline politicians use to get votes, and closure is only in Spielburg films. Hope is not something you can buy or sell even though they always try. There is no closure in real life. That is not the hot take of a typical jaded cynic. It is the call of a freedom fighter,Continue reading “Hope and Closure”
Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis Times change, and so do we change with the times. That is how I live my life. I roll with the punches. I embrace the ups and downs of whatever time and place I’m in. I accept change when it comes to me, even when it hurts… —Continue reading “The Weekly Protest – Time’s They Are A Changing | James J Jackson on Patreon”