It’s time to shut my mouth and let my boots do the talking
Hike out and up
Put some hard miles on the interstate
Let’s watch the odometer roll into a full gallop
Let’s sleep in airports with ridiculously important fiction as our head rest
Vehemently pursue the noble act of going very far to do very little
Just take it in, listen, speak, observe
Shut the fuck up
Make something with your hands
Stand on top of mountains and be humbled
Now yell
The revolution will not be streamed on YouTube
Write a letter, sing a song
Bring good people into your home to do nothing more than drink too much whiskey
Tell stories until the sun comes up
Good people, people who get it
When you find them, don’t lose them
Don’t ever forget this could be over tomorrow
There are no curtain calls, there are no encores
Keep it honest, terribly, wonderfully honest
_Alexander
1 comment:
That is true and beautiful
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