It’s Day 187 of 365 y’all, where does the time go? My mama told me long ago that the older one gets, the faster time passes by. She was once again right, I seem to be finding out more and more of what my parents and grandparents told me were realities they had discovered in their journeys through life. Wisdom, the real kind, the kind that sneaks in and makes you see your age, your state of being, and forces you to see the reality of life that comes with age is learned as we age and grow.

I’m at the beginning, a bit over 2 months into my 67th year of life and the reality of the world, and the people in it seems to be taking an unseen turn into a dystopian journey. I’m in a state of disbelief over the evolution that seems to be churning about me. I utter silently to myself “are you serious” and “what the hell” as I walk through my days and into the nights… I’m so disappointed in people, and in the fact that my golden years are being spent in chaos and turmoil that mankind’s insanity is spreading across this country. Nothing is safe none of us are safe, we are all going to feel the effects of the chaos, most of us are just in denial of that fact.

The real tragedy is that the future for those here and to come, our children, and their children is being led into a dark and frightening place. One where old prejudices, injustice, and things we thought overcome are being dredged up from the darkness and into the light. Oh, how I wish it was all a dream…

Ignorance and hate are fueling the evolving world we are in. The short trip of our life is becoming fraught with evil and uncertainty that is being fed by misguided religious ideals. I never imagined life would take such a turn… not ever! That my short trip would turn into a journey through unimaginable inhumanity and I’d have to watch as this Country becomes a nation of ungodliness.

I hear the childhood song, “Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream… merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a dream” play in my head. This song to me relates to the fleeting and often surreal nature of life, suggesting that we should embrace the journey and find joy in the present moment. I strive to make the most of the time I have left, I’m determined to live in defiance and not go quietly and without a fight into whatever lies ahead.

Yes, it’s a short trip in the grand scheme of things, but don’t forget, it is not a dream…  the surrealness we are witnessing is real. It is time to find your voice, to not fall victim to the untruths and ideology that will take away everything good and just that has been fought for. Make the most of what time you have, Be the Good.