Soaringbird

Image by Konstantinos Feggoulis

A soaring bird seen through the windows overlooking the hillside slope to the sea seems – is -more meaningful in its singular purpose of flight than all the blatherskite constantly bombarding us in its attempts to force our minds away from our personal purpose to soar above the mundane where we speak without thinking, act without considering the consequences of our actions, where rage replaces our enormous capacity to reason, where we listen more to the strident voices of desperate  Fools rather than our own whispering in the quiet regions of our inner knowing that we are a homogeneous consortium of People, the population of a utopia whose only alternative, is, as Buckminster Fuller warned us, oblivion.