When the change comes, I want it to be so vast, so broad, so overwhelming that it sweeps all the detritus away. I think I hear the thunder of the coming storm, and I smile. Don't be patient, but do keep a weather eye out, because in storms there are eddies that can suck us all back out to sea.
You are so right on!
Keep your powder dry, and don't shoot till you see the whites of their eyes!
( metaphorically speaking, of course! )
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