There is an internal struggle that is trying to relate to any concrete sense of what is happening outside; in the world, that is. There is a heat, begging for chance to spark fire and burn. It wants the world to be burning, so the world will feel home. It wants fire or it wants nothing. A numbness is spreading. The threat of socio-apathy is palpable; like a lover. Something to lose self in, to the quick of a broken nail. Home lies in the tumult of hard choices or poor choices. Where the action lies: the revolution both lives and dies. With nothing and everything to fight for: clouded eyes, clouded judgement, priority. The first time in history where ignorance has become a choice – the choice; has become enemy in and of itself. With so much information, how do we remain so uninformed? Apathy is easy. Living is hard.

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