Morning Wednesday, May 13, 1998
Arcata farmland - lush, green
Warm, tropical, moist air, clouds and sky
Spring flowers, spring grass, spring earth
Music from India speaks from another time and place…
So lovely is this earth, this life…sweetness and sweet sadness
If I die a violent death I hope it is by nature - not man
The social layer - complexity, deviousness, mixed motives confused by ideals
Abundance and yet strife and posturing
Last night I read that India exploded an atomic devices
Why?
Regional and internal politics
False pride
An unstable fundamentalist government
I am sad
The reaction - posing based in fear and reaction
No one listens, no one communicates
Just primitive strutting and cowering…
Are our ideals too complex for us?
Remember - reality before idea!