Good day to you fellow traveler of the mind and wonder, I have many thoughts and many perceptions of the world. Having a chance to have a thought beyond the human mind, beyond the thoughts of the human mind. I want to have a chance to think and ponder over the many and more then I could ever wonder. Sounds like I am being crazy as par usual but I do think that there is so much more. Much more to us then we are granted but also much less then we are told we are. It is a conundrum if the history of not just mankind but of all life who has the chance to think for just the moment too long and become aware of the existence we live and the truth of things. Those are the creatures that find a need to create a greater being then themselves. They have become the creator a “God” of means so the means they use become the machinations of the reasons for the actions of the ones who claim to be closest to the great one. I would also like to say the very birth of these ideals are not bad or thought of a tool of malice. Much like the rope that binds things together, it is also turned into a whip to tear flesh apart.

I do kind of wish I had more and better answers but I am afraid that me being the very thing that I ponder why so much about. Kind of puts a limiter on the very concept of being able to see beyond what other humans see. Though the pain and the curse of the mortal mind is finite. I would like to think that we have more to us, we just refuse to see the dark when the light is so easy just to stand in. Having in mind that the dark is not what we have become accustomed too and it is not the behemoth that holds our fears. It is the things we have not faced or the things we have locked away so we can’t see them.

I do love you all for what you are, for you are human and that is the most beautiful thing in the world. The only problem is that we have become a people of tribal wishes in a metropolis of developing desires of unknown places. The very consumption to devour the best of the people’s provisions has left us in a lacking humility and left us with hollow pride. That pride hungers endlessly and now becomes our fiendish friend of the people’s desires.

I have hope, my words are not to bring a hopelessness but a sense to bring self to the surface and hope that with a new ideal not in the people but in the human. For it is not lost on me that though I am a seed and vine traversing the peoples’ creations of feux need and a hunger that only the pride can provide. Just trying to see the deeper human in me and talk about it in a way that I can only hope the other people in the world can see the human in these typed words and dream through the night of the human inside them.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.