Good wonderful day you creatures you, how I hope the world has treated you kindly and you are not fearing the days to come. With the world turning and burning I have wondered a lot of what has happened to us and the human inside. Wondering about how we go back to a time that we did not value the material but valued the things that the material cover. A shirt has a statement on it, that is not the complex human under that material. We kill due to color and conceptions of color, machinations of social gods and how they are the thing that matters so much. I rather have the pain of a real world that humans live in can see things beyond the material.

We have come up to a creature that has great abilities and wonder, we have a make-up ship that has only picked up the not diseased. The disease is value over life. Anything that is to be taken away must be given a equal value. However, that is a very structured idea that requires the condition of a balanced mind. We have to face that the world no longer holds balanced minds. Only a turmoil so deep and vast that I have seen family kill family and justify it over a perceived idea. Just a idea that does not exist in the world we do. Just a thing that has become common place. Murder over a idea, then again, we have done that for eons and have never changed. I am curious about the things that made that change to us as a being when even lions and rabbits can sleep together in the same room when all the basic needs are met. A full lion has no need to kill the rabbit. So the curiosity of the lion is not violent but curious. This is something humans lack in all ways, we cannot have the other in the room be in different mind sets or beliefs, they have to fight it out. Maybe our biggest failure is the ability to communicate. For if we had no voice, then ideals cannot direct the value of the thing Infront of us. We are left to see it for what it is, a thing with equal means of life. So contributions can be done without the desire to be right, for being right needs speech to proclaim it. Being soulful and in a community that does not speak, but provides quality thought without the means to declare that ones thought is right and all others wrong.

Is it possible to go back to what we were doing when the peace was in silence, not the wet whacks of a club to make people listen. For I think listening to anything but the things inside ourselves has betrayed the very point of life and its beauty.

Maybe that is the point to find happiness, stop believing and just start existing.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.