It's past time to say anything and everything that I've ever wanted to say. There's really no sign that time is running out other than the calendar, the clock.
The concept of Eden or heaven or some utopian fantasy is, more or less, a constant for me. The details bend, stretch and shrink, but the big picture stays pretty much true to form- everybody's kind, everybody's happy. Plenty of four-legged and feathered citizens, too, and they seem to be happy as well. Oh, everybody's naked, too. They know all about the apple and the snake, so everybody's aware that it's naughty. Nobody feels guilty about naughty.
Yeah, there's plenty of banana pudding to go 'round and the idea of someone's net worth is just silly. Of course it's silly here and now, too, but you wouldn't know it.
Politics exist only to help keep us on the same side of the road and any suggestion of spending any of our resources on war is ludicrous. Folks are free, of course, to worship any deity, creature or planet that they choose as long as they respect everyone else's right to do the same. Or not.
Now, I can see that this daydreaming casts me as something of an anarchist. I've been called worse.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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