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!