8-17-25

This morning a still grey sky, no wind, no birds, the quiet presence of nature.

Heavy rain and thunderstorms last night, the loud powerful presence of nature.

I am only one man, what can I do?

I wish we were less busy, I wish we would stop inventing, developing, growing.

Nothing fits anymore.

Politicians worry that the population isn’t growing enough to keep the economy

growing.

I hope nature has better ideas for us than an instrument for a growing economy.

Scientists tell us that advances in a.i. and medicine will enable us to live 150 years.

Why?

I watched a nature show that encouraged me to get off the beaten path, and

explore places people haven’t been to. Why?

Those are the places I respect too much to set foot on.

The international convention to reduce and end plastic pollution has disbanded

with no agreement.

Please let me be thankful for the great mystery.

Let it amaze and inspire me, frighten and confuse me.

Let me not seek understanding or fairness, they are subject to perception.

Let me observe, accept, and keep moving. This is not about me.