Just be still: Vegas.

Pulse. Sandy Hook. Charleston. Aurora. San Bernardino. Virginia Tech. Columbine. Fort Hood.

Las Vegas.

Now the deadliest mass shooting in our history. As I watch coverage and discussions, I see people wanting to bet that due to his age and race that he is associated with the radical alt-right. I hear gun control. I hear gunshots. I hear so much noise.

Here, you won’t find a 28,383,991st call to action for gun control. Here, you won’t find some big debate. More laws probably wouldn’t have stopped this. The weapon(s) the shooter used was/were automatic, which have been banned from general sale since 1986. A semi-automatic weapon is easily converted into an automatic weapon with a kit. But none of this matters. Not today.

In the coming days, politicians and decision makers will make promises and none of them will be kept. Some will say this is not a time to talk politics. Some will say it’s time to tighten up gun control. Everybody, just stop.

For a moment. No noise. No signs. No attempts to become the next viral politically charged Facebook post. Go outside, look around. Go for a walk. Go hug a stranger. Go give blood. Buy the homeless man a burger. Pay for someone’s groceries. Call your parents and tell them you love them.

Look at some of the chilling photos, and for once in our politically charged universe, say nothing. Just look. Then look at yourself, look within yourself and what really matters. It’d be easy to say this is an ignorant approach, but for me it’s simply an affiliation to the truth that by doing and being better ourselves, the world– if only just a little– gets better.

Take some time and think about your neighbor. Cry for the children who lost their parents, aunts, uncles, sisters. Be thankful for the ones who made it out. Don’t share the gun control stats. Don’t scrutinize comments of political figures. Just be quiet. Take a deep breath. Think about what you can do yourself to make your community a better place. There’s time for the rest later.

But today. Just. Be. Still.

I love music. I have plans to be at three shows this week alone. Every time I walk into any large crowd, I’m unfortunately aware that such places are where these events take place. Music should be an escape from the rest of the ugly world we live in. Those who know me know it’s mine.

For the 50+ killed and the 400+ injured, it wasn’t.