How can one, knowing that truth and beauty do exist, continue on the same path?
How does one manage to still care of curtains, beef or chicken, ponder politics?
Set standards, progress, lack of space prevent one going back in time, and time, of all these things, would take the largest portion to decipher. Money, yes, to live, because fair trade is obsolete. And taxes, yes, on the money that is needed to care for one to care for all.
How much space would each of us need, to sit and think, to grow our food, allowing still for walkways to each other? And leave the air above to birds and clouds as in the plan.
How can we not consider this, and yet consider where we are and how we came to be there?
But normal reigns, and like the thoughts that we must have and learn to expand upon lead only back to that; to normal.
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Hi Susan, A comment unrelated to this post … you were my 1000th comment today. I just wanted to celebrate that with you. In fact, don’t you sometimes wish that some of us could sit down together for a coffee or even a glass of wine? Maybe someday. Thanks for the advice by the way – I always assume my migraines are air pressure related – they may be allergies – it is worth exploring all options though and I really should try some different things.
Thanks Susan for visiting and for taking the time to comment. These connections are what it is all about for me.
Thought-provoking questions, all. No easy answer waits.
Many hard choices precisely balanced lead to optimum survival on all dynamics of life.
All life is connected and the playing field itself is changed by the choices we make.
Enlightenment and correct action are both necessary.