I could complain about the weather,
my finite body. My stupid mind.
get annoyed with that arrogant part of myself, for getting annoyed.
Or I can try to take on the pain,
even embrace it with a smile, if I'm in the mood to enjoy this life.
My friend had a small tattoo on her arm
It said "This too shall pass".
Like the raindrops falling on my head.
Every moment we pass, ripple through the timeless, infinite space. each moment so special, unique. Beautiful.

My favorite scientist, farmer, Dr.Zach Bush
https://give.farmersfootprint.us/event/2021-reflections-and-our-vision-for-a-regenerative-future-with-zach-bush-m-d-and-david-leon/e382217?utm_source=projectbiome&utm_medium=email&utm_content=Special%20Event%20with%20Zach%20Bush%20MD%20(Limited%20Space)

Everybody knows the name, yet none managed to connect it.

If the broken glass could share its story. I would sit there to listen.

People brings Life, drama into the space. Artificial the space, like the city centre in the night, beautiful as it was, melancholy was at times overwhelming.

China town - people. Lots of lights no noise.

Last night around 11pm in Leicester Square.

when eventual outcome seems all the same whichever sides I choose.

I keep catching myself trying to think my way out of relative poverty by switching to the other side within the same system.

London 2021 December