I am trying to find the flight of eagles today. Be careful what you say is what the popular thought says. Another song sings to speak, and no longer be silent. There is no beauty in the silence I felt today. I stay awake only a bit around the election data. I wish that flight would find me today, but instead I hear 3 helicopters above me today. Will I stay or will I go? I listen to music as I write. Maybe no wants to hear from me, or maybe I make them speechless. How many people who always speak can be this silent? It is hard to believe today. I walk down the street and people, even people are masked cross the street. I have noticed that there are barely any dogs left in the neighborhood. There were so many of all breeds, sizes, and ages like three weeks ago. I do notice change and inconsistency. I will continue to go forward and work to move my feet in reverence for the clouds and rain drops. The sun calls for skipping, but I have little soul energy for that action. I will listen to a little more music and see if there is more to muse about.
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