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You must continue to look at the world with some positivity at least.

Listening to - From Gardens Where We Feel Secure - Virginia Astley

... because I really need to at the moment. There are no bombs in this world; the sounds are just of tree growing and birds singing. Fall into this wood and fear no future. Fight the fight and the future. What seems so meaningless to us can have so much significance to those who carry out the act but events of this nature go beyond any real understanding. Let them all have their little countries and then let big business join them all up again. This is the murky world of seats, a random page torn from some dusty book. We all travelled back to the Wellingtonia and hugged every tree along the way. There are bells in the distance and the sound of a river close by a church. There are no bombs in this world: the crusades were too long ago to remember but somewhere in the world those times are built into the mind of every child. We continue all the mindlessness, years and years of this stuff, a brand in the meninges, almost a gene for it. Read this and do you understand how to fight this? We think ourselves intelligent but we are simply big bacteria staining the silver surface of this planet until something wipes us out, some cosmic antiseptic. But we are our own destiny; we have got all that we ask for and it comes right back at us. This literary stream is just the wordy version of our thoughts, the stripped-out line of sight that is our mind.