Office Memo

World, look at how we've changed. See the fragments? See the spilled blood, the cold sweat? We've been torn asunder. Parts of us that were not mere deadwood have been ripped away, leaving us exposed, naked, vulnerable. All transformed in ways we've not envisioned. But see that tough spark? See how we've thrown ourselves into change, see how we've grappled with the questions, faced the difficult answers? See how we've struggled with that piece of flint to create that little spark?

We're keeping our eyes on the stars. They shine too bright in the darkened sky.