What amazes me, is the unity of a crowd gathered to watch a single person. People who have chosen to stand in a crowd hot and rubbing elbows with about a hundred other people, so they can stand and be inspired.
Two hours of inspiration is sometimes all a person needs, to go to the next day, month, or year. And while I was standing among a crowd of about 15 Tweens, I realized that I too had been consumed by the desire for just a touch or approving look from a person who not too long ago had been among us. Average, looking for someone to stand up and be the next thing in our lives that can give us a glimpse of joy. Yes and though I was being suffocated by the 15 mini-people pressing up against me, and the girl beside me kept whipping her ponytail across my cheek, I too felt that moment of pure joy when my hand was grasped by the very person the 13,000 people around me had came just to catch a glimpse of. And I was inspired. Not only by the music, or the artist. But by the crowd, all going crazy for one single person. And if a crowd of 13,000 people can all join in the love of a single person then maybe the human race hasn't been lost, maybe somewhere deep in the hate and crime is a capacity to love beyond what we ever imagined. And this hope, this unity, now that is truly inspiring.
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