The world calls out in a maimed beast tones, a belching of forlorn and gusto that is more from the decline of the senses and a rise into the world of emotional and devotions of machinations and not reality. I am happy that the world (Human Kind) is not healing but becoming a example of the world that is devout to the machinations of its own creations. A sickness that is not of the worlds creation, not a cold, not a disease of mind, soul or body.

I hold no animosity for the world of man, for all species have the worldly chance to progress into something they have the ability to move up on the chain of worldly command. Though we have become able to climb that chain up to a creature that can dominate and devour the world and yet choses not too. That is what the dream is, but however we missed one very important thing, emotional development beyond a frustrated puppy.

We fight and kill for resources, land, false narratives and idols of the imaginarium of mankind. All these things are second to common sense, and not the whole of reality, but the answer is used in force and not in understanding. We create the devil in the things we want to change, not in the view of true evil. To the bounded I find the greatness in the study of the devoted machinations that I see in the world and able to dismantle and view the parts that were used to create such things. I love to see what reasons and the manifestations of man and woman around the world to justify and manifest reasons to become so indictive of hate and destructions of themselves and the world around them to become closer to their creations of devotions.

I am a foolish man who seeks not answers as they leave the world bland and the majestic must not be babelized but enjoyed and have the scents taken in and let the wonder of life become the reasons for the study, not for what use it has then disposed of by the next day. That is a curse of the mind of people who have not become aware enough to have the words of the unspoken heard by all. Its a curse as it will devour the minds of the many, as traditions and peer pressure is not a binding means of progression but the reasons for the many to follow the few in collaborations. To be the few in the minds of unacquired or the ones who have tasted and devoured the manifestations of others without the eons of understanding that allows them to taste without being poisoned by the infections that come with mind sets of observed gluttony.

To the world, thank you for the chance to learn and see these things and have them become a page in the index of study, not to become one who fallen into the crimson falsities of desired gods and outcomes.

I must depart and learn more of this world and seek not more told information, but the information of the observed.

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.