Ozone gone world is warming recognize a fact.. useless greed exploited smog.. how you gonna act?
Tool techs of industry.. science from the past.. cannot outrun nature.. nothing now known is that fast..
Stars color the Universe.. nature painted skies.. trees water and what we need.. clouds bring wet surprise..
See struggles invented passed around like something good.. fact is storms larger from warming.. broke concrete.. metal.. wood..
Universe flows everywhere.. black white purple green.. cannot ignore.. blessings curses.. things not really seen..
Humans primal collect money hidden lies and greed.. create or lie to others.. express portended need..
Blame is set in passing all across our lands.. ignoring leaded gas exposed earth to godlike hands..
We know not infinity.. forever in recourse.. to deal with actions which exposed earth to this unknown force..
Make sense about feeling.. at peace is never bored.. we know environmental needs.. let us act in accord..
Have a glass of happy.. love life all around.. forget greed of device which leaves our blue sky brown..
Listen those who study.. specialize in truth.. example seen in leaded greed.. malignant passed to youth..
As we grow as species.. live nature’s blessed place.. known is freedom true.. when there is peace upon your face..
Thoughts today.. ‘People are defined in each second passing’.
‘The hungry are never sated until they eat’.
‘Humans cannot know peace until self-worth is understood’.
‘Images and words from times of wartime delusion.. when governments sought to control the uncontrollable thoughts of others are always found in remorse or ‘secret plans’.. a public hasty departure from thoughts of world domination with as much space as possible between them and those they swore loyalty to’..
‘I must say wars must be pretty damned interesting and productive for they are brought home at the greatest expenditure and sacrifice’.
‘When much younger I recognized what I called “the squeaky hinge theory”.. which is.. ‘easy passage through the yard gate at home was unremarkable.. the one time in thousands it squeaked I oiled the hinges.. with a very special oil.. the best I could get.. for the gate was hung by my great-great grandfather.. who was not hung.. but deserves the respect of familial lineage’ 🙂