When I feel overwhelmed by the evil in the world and the giant forces that make change nearly impossible, I remember the fable about the little girl, who after a storm, took it upon herself to return the stranded starfish to the sea. An old man upon seeing her pointed out that her efforts were futile, that there were too many stranded starfish on the shore, and her actions couldn't make a difference. Her answer was to toss yet another starfish back into the sea and tell him. "I sure made a difference to that one."


An old freak looking for a way to survive in a world I no longer understand, but through my writing, pretend I do.

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