Driven.
I am driven.
Where?
Why?
I feel like I can change the world.
Whose?
Mine?
Yours?
Words, MY words, whisper to me. They tell me that, I, me, Cassandra, can make a difference. Maybe, THE difference. And, so can you.
We are being driven.
Where?
Why?
History is replete with those who were called. Some, went. Most, did not.
I go.
Where?
Why?
I’ll tell you when we get there…
going somewhere/somehow,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Something inside, has ALWAYS told me….ack. I don’t know! Just to encourage folk and let them know things are NOT always what they seem.
Be encouraged. I’ve said those two words for decades. I shall say them, til I speak no more…
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 