Paris 13 November 2015

I got up early this morning, got the news and thought: 'this world is a sick piece of crap.' And I was thinking that the people who chose perpretrate this incredible evil and barbarity, might have similarities with the likes of me, when it comes down to it. I have read the Q'uran too, and I'm sure if I had ever met any of these people, there would have to have been some common ground at some point. This world is sick, and I am sick to the stomach. My God is the one of collective consciousness, and therefore, there must be collective responsibility, there is a big round picture of humanity, it can be beautiful and it can be kind and pure, and it can be supremely evil, as we all saw last evening. So I feel a certain shame, and I am near certain, that the negative can turn to positive. It is all down to us, we rule the earth, it is our domain, and we must give our love to it, and its people. Some of us have to be kept in check, when out of control. From unity, there becomes diversion, and in diversion, there is everything that the human imagination can dream. My dream is love, and no acts of hatred are going to kill it, in any way.