Where is the beauty? I see it all around me here but thoughts and events crowd it out. This is one of those periods when I need to look past it all to glimpse the world’s inherent beauty. There’s much calling on me to rail on, but to what point?
Strength comes not from ducking your head or disputing the truth, but in embracing it as your own and ignoring the alternate facts that others senselessly buy and accept. It can be painfully lonely and troubling.