Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 250
January 22, 2017
"We can change this world,
but we must stand together.
Hold my hand in yours."
but we must stand together.
Hold my hand in yours.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Yesterday, we rose. Today we must continue to rise. We must...
Yesterday, we rose. Today we must continue to rise. We must stand up and take action and lend our voices to the collective roar. Join the @aclu_nationwide donate money to @plannedparenthood call your local representatives and tell them how desperately we need their help to make positive change. Stand up. Act. What a beautiful outpouring of solidarity and peace across this planet yesterday. What an honor to watch it, to be a part, however small. #womensmarch #womensmarchmontana
January 21, 2017
Hello friends, countrypeople, and all that jazz. This was...
Hello friends, countrypeople, and all that jazz. This was Typewriter Series #1659 a bit ago. It felt appropriate today in light of so many of you beautiful people marching for women, for equality, for kindness. Shine some of that kindness back onto yourselves, you are all perfect.
"Arm in arm we march,
silent solidarity,
Peaceful resistance."
silent solidarity,
Peaceful resistance.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Slow rides on slow roads with lazy conversations to fill the...
Slow rides on slow roads with lazy conversations to fill the air. I miss warm days with the two best people, I miss the sound of music floating through the air. Bring me back to the dirt roads and squeaky van, back to the simple calm.
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If you aren’t listening to my buddy @gregoryalanisakov you’re doing something wrong. His is some of the best music around, and it’s waiting for you. Give him a follow.
January 20, 2017
"Let us begin here,
let us fight for each other,
against the hatred."
let us fight for each other,
against the hatred.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
President Obama, thank you. This feels too small, it always...
President Obama, thank you. This feels too small, it always will, but today of all days it feels minuscule and insignificant. “Thank You” feels like a man with a briefcase, standing stoically in front of the Tiananmen tank, rolling slowly at us. We’ll say it, over and over like a mantra in the months to come. Thank you, for the man you were, and for the man you became over the 8 years you lead. Thank you for the patience and measured grace you held in response to so much hatred and prejudice. For the battlefield of bigotry and bullshit you crawled, walked, ran and leapt through to get to where you are. Thank you for how you are handling this transition; I know a roar is in your throat watching all you’ve built be threatened by big bad wolves who care for nothing more than destruction and blowing it down, but you stand proud, defiantly hopeful. Thank you for that Hope, it will be the bricks that hold it, and us, together. Let them huff, let them puff, let them scream, for this hope will hold. Thank you for how you love, honestly and simply, full of adoration and amazement for the woman who stands by your side. Thank you for the tears down cheeks that showed men and boys across this country that no matter what they were told, the most powerful man in the world believes in emotion and the demonstration of it. That real men experience the whole of this life, the joys and the sorrows, with equal passion. Thank you for your laughter and quick wit and the light hearted way you deflected so much ridiculous nonsense aimed your way. Thank you for where we are as a nation, thank you for being such a force in proving that love is love and all of us, in all corners of this continent, deserve the right to it. Thank you. For these things and a million more that will sprout like freshly watered seeds in the seasons to come. Yours will be flowers of juxtaposition and we will never pick them or cut them down. Know that we will continue what you have begun, we will fight for you, with you, against the tide of intolerance. We are here, full of gratitude and a fire from the spark you lit, and we will not be extinguished. Thank you, though it feels too small. Thank you, Thank you.
