A Letter To The Higher Ups

I am writing this as hopefully one day it may make someone think, it may change a thought, a course of action in some small way that may make a huge difference.

While the higher ups sit at there cozy warm desk with their pencils they really do not know who they are affecting by pushing that pencil lead through to the next paper. Some of us have to fight, fight to be seen, fight to succeed, fight to just survive.

Why do we do it you ask? we do it to bring a smile to your face, a smile to our face. We really do what we do because we LOVE it. A laugh with a stranger, a conversation that you have with someone you don't know if tomorrow could really affect that persons life. We choose if we want to do good in this world, to be of service, to truly help others. We choose what lights us up and what good we can bring to society. Why is it that we keep getting kicked down, voices silenced, and pushed to the sidelines? When WE are the ones that are bringing in light and only out here with good intentions trying to help make the world a fraction of a better place.

Higher up while you sit at that desk, really think about how happy you are? How that brand new house, car, and whatever other toys you have bought have even brought you an inclining of the joy we feel.. Could you imagine if the people out there trying to do good, make changes, WERE actually supported by a fraction of the greed you wallow in?

I can't comprehend the level of true sadness and bitterness that you feel on a daily basis, higher up. Well we are the ones that are getting kicked down constantly, we are also the ones that are the most strong and determined people you will ever meet. We are able to laugh during the most difficult of times.

We are able to see the lesson, to move on and grow stronger when faced with the same adversity that would make you CRUMBLE to your knees. Higher up if you were faced with true adversity what would you do? If your pencil lead snaped mid sentence, I imagine you would just pull out a new pencil from your draw of endless pencils.........

Higher up you would not survive one day in our shoes, because the universe would swallow you whole. That is what makes me sleep at night knowing I am giving 100000% to just be out here being a good person and trying to bring light to this big old rock we call earth.

Higher up how do you sleep at night knowing your destructive nature is flat out ruining joy. Higher up how do you sleep at night knowing your abundance isn't really true abundance, only gained by your greed and destructive nature. Higher up how do you EVEN sleep at night? It must be because of your cold drawer of endless pencils waiting for you in the morning, while we are just out here just piecing our pencils together with hope and the prospect of helping bring a smile to someone's face today in some way shape or form......

I hold onto this hope that time is nearing the universe will support us light bringers and realize that pencil pushers are truly a unusable commodity in our society with a nearing expiration date...... I mean really think about it do we need to kill anymore trees that help us breathe to make useless pencils to fill drawers of greed? This is level up, and higher up it is your time to get off here, its your stop.......We only ride unicorns from here on out!

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