To: Mother

Dear all,

It’s strange, right? When people say they’re listening, they often just think of an answer. This kind of dialogue is considered to be intellectual. But what happens when a world finds itself in total disbelief of their leaders and purity of their own hearts? When all seem to listen, there are always those who scream to be heard, yet begged - by Truth - to be muted my the masses. Let’s hope our Earth gives us time to look to the veins of nature and listen to the wishes of our past. Our history, is his story, and her story. Dear Mother Earth, hear our call, and understand we don’t always answer to offer a solution, but to gild our freedom, that is bound to the voice of our selfishness.