in my own holier than thou view, the world's already a masterpiece in perfection, created by the Perfect Artist. All grief merely emanates fm our foolish attempts to improve on perfection...rather than just living the perfection so is the poverty, pain, hunger, all part of tht perfection....well just as much as black is a colour....simply tune in to your own perfection...

dream life

while this dream is stillhappening, best co-operate vid it, goin thru it, all da time aware, tht tis merely a dream - all dis, including wot u call''I''. Tis greatly empowering...