Good day to you wonderful creatures of existence. How I have found peace and love in the twilight of the nights birth. To the world and to the people who live and breath, it is a wonder we exist at all and yet we have a immoveable and determined essence to exist. I am unsure how to continue on in this life as I am not a creator of the existence, I am not the creator of the bounded ones who dictate how existence of all things. I am just a weakened existence that is happy to be from a host of consciousness, to have a mind that can record the events, the ones to have a chance to become more.

The day is coming to a end and I am just waiting on the nights dinner to finish and I am happy that I get to do a bunch of recordings early tonight and have a chance to just read more and more. I am finding the written word has become much wiser then the ones who preach the days light in the modern era. From 1652 I am reading a book that has become a great reviler of the world that was once stoic and reserved for the ones who fought. The ones who refused to make it a part of their lives to become a involuntary gear in the machinations of ones who see the many as fodder.

The night has started with dinner and a coffee, something that is a great way to think about the world and the endless nights vale into the universe that holds the greatest mysteries yet to be told to us. It is the last thing I see in the great mystery holds for us. It is beautiful and chaos, life and death. Something that I am hopeful for and something, something I hope has the last chance to bring humanity together. One day maybe, just maybe humanity has that chance left.

Needing to depart I must say adue

Much love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.