Then knowledge has stopped being something examined at the table and started becoming something used to decide who is permitted to sit at the table.

With the morning being here and the night being claimed by my eyes and ears, I have found that I do find the inked darkness of the night to be more engaging then the light of the day. I found that the world has become diseased with a illness that is not symptomatic until knowledge has has entered a local environment, creating a reaction of hatred and socialized execution.

Though the time has passed and it is now night and I have had a great day, most of it was sleeping and catching up on rest. As I have shifted back to nights and now am happy to be where I am. How I got here is still a crazy mystery but I am happy. So the night has a great tie ahead of it as I plan to read more books and have a chance to see the world as the night gifts. From the cool air and the howls of coyotes and wolves, the vibration they make with such powerful cries to the moon, it is a thing that is and should be felt. It gives the world a chance to feel the power of a pack who truly care for each other.

I think that is where the title sits in its throne, how the times if grandeur in wisdom and ability to share such things is now a place of terms of conditions. The friendships and the families of the world are now being tested and broken by news that is not but a lie that is told by the ones who have no essence in our lives. It has become so infectious that I have now watched the willing become drug attics to suffer the news less and less. I have found that the people have become a viral infection and I am unsure the world is ready for such a thing.

I have also found that this war of peace has become exactly what every one ever named before such a thing to be nothing but a grinder for the youth and the and enriching the old. I am curious if the base of the countries are willing to just kill the ones they find the source of this pain. I would not be surprised if the civil war we are all hearing about is the one thing they are trying to seed so the people cannot amass against the things that breed this hate. I do find it funny that the ones who create all this pain are the same ones who have their names and addresses so publicly known. I am not in fear for them and I am not in a worry about their family. I am only saying that I agree with the people who would want to kill them, the rot is so thick that I would not be surprised that the ones who are the backs of the food line for the rot, well I would understand. I would get that killing the ones who have invested into our lives to divide the families that the ones who have not begun understand are just tired and do not want to partake in such idiocy.

I do not want the streets to run red but I get it, I do not want the upper class to suffer but I get it, I do not want the ones who are not listing to basic logic to bleed, but I get it.

I am at the point that the world bleeding would not effect me, for the world has left knowledge behind for acceptance, I am alone in the world it seems as I prefer silent knowledge over loud acceptance.

Then again, what do I know, I am just a ginger in the woods.

Much Love

Until Later

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.