Not easy to pick up again
Not easy to pick yourself up and get going again. You’ve crossed a country where guns are everywhere, where attacks with firearms are common, where the threat of terrorist attacks is omnipresent, only to return and find this.
Not easy to pick your topic, anecdotes shot through with cynicism, stories of exhaustion and tales of disappointed hopes, when it’s people that have been killed, people that have been irremediably crippled and people that have been forever broken.
But that is what they’d want, to destroy, annihilate and silence us, and so we will keep building, creating and singing with a vengeance…our artistic vengeance, our creative settling of the score.
With words, songs, projects, ideas, stories and dreams we will show them that we are more alive than ever.
Sadly, I have nothing to offer to those who suffer but to cultivate this gift that is life, that which they can never take from us…
This blog will be back to normal tomorrow as I hope our lives will soon be.
Here and now I am grieving, there and tomorrow I will be moving on, towards the West, towards the Ocean and towards myself.