God Has Taken His Chosen

I Thought That My Life Would Be Spent Working In A Bookstore, Teaching Community College, And Making Music In My Spare Time That No One Would Be Willing To Listen To.

If I'm Walking Down The Street And Someone Stops Me And Says, "oh! A Song That You Wrote Meant A Lot To Me, And I Listened To It After I Went To My Sister's Funeral," That's When It Hits Me.

I Love Nyc. It's The City Of My Birth And Probably The Most Amazing City On The Planet.

You Could Almost Say That Throughout Human History There Are People Who Can Either Foresee Consequences Or Who Are Capable Of Looking For Information And Predicting The Consequences Will Happen, But The Vast Majority Of People Won't Respond To Climate Change Until Their City Is Underwater, Food Supply Is Disrupted Or Everyone Around Them Is Dying Of Zoonotic Disease. It's Almost Like Someone Dealing With An Addiction, Like You Hope That The Person Can Overcome The Addiction Before The Addiction Kills Them.

I Was Raised With This Idea That We're Supposed To Be Tolerant Of Other People's Opinions, But Then What Happens If Other People's Opinions Are Racist And Hateful And Wrong?