The momentum of it is so damned dense and elusive at the same time.
Strange, isn't it...this is a very good country to live in still.
Not many homeless (outside Helsinki...not even in
Helsinki, if official
numbers are to be trusted), people fairly civil to each other, folk
spirit still pretty intact and so far not many dying in the streets.
But some of us see the bigger patterns and feel absolutely strangled
by control freak society. Grateful for every bite of non-toxic food, every
(overtaxed!) gig, every day I don't have to have anything to do with so
called authorities, every day my cash still is accepted as payment, every
day I'm not yet chipped.
Dammit, I had a point, but now it eludes me.
I guess I wanted to say how funny strange it is that everything is cool
and keeps on looking alright although the friggin' house is on fire.
Must be a spiritual thing.