Responsibility

Another truck-type vehicle drives by, and the drive to write accelerates. Vibrations. The shopping cart pushed along old pavement. Another vibrational frequency. The hum of the car's engine. The pounding of the feet on the sidewalk. The scream of the parent in search of his child. The laughter of a ten-year-old. The crashing waves of the ocean. Thoughts. My thoughts. Your thoughts. The collectively combined thoughts. It all reverberates once independently before colliding with everything else, merging into one tremendously powerful wave that we are riding and are forever impacted by.

What is a girl to do when all sound waves are coming directly at her, crossing over, piercing through, sending her being for a wild ride?

Planes, trains, and automobiles are only the beginning. The faces, the thoughts, the intention. This is where true danger lies. And the true gift. I choose. You choose. The collective chooses the vibration that becomes the world created, and the world that we bathe in.