Oliver Anthony a catalyst to change and not getting caught up in the smoke and mirrors

I talk about this a lot, staying true to who you are, not getting lost in the crowd.

Abandoned building Georgia

Probably because for so long, I got lost in the crowd; I sold out, and I forgot who I was and why I was here. Every day I remember, more and more, following the breadcrumbs left for me.

Last week my cousin sent me this song below. Rich Men North of Richmond, I absolutely love it. I first noticed the twang, the remembrance of home, and then the lyrics.

I once forgot who I was, but no longer; maybe that comes with age, also. At one point in my life, I was chasing the dollar. Then I woke up, I remembered.

Oliver states:

I’ve been sellin’ my soul, workin’ all-day

Overtime hours for bullshit pay

Well, I don’t think a true statement has been made publically with so much support in a long time. Lately, it seems we are told what to believe and see and do…