Our world has changed so quickly, and there is so much technology that we are saturated with the quest to keep up with it. Well I am not I suppose because all I have is an old laptop, which while it still works is going nowhere. I suppose I am a techno-simpleton. To be honest I just can't be bothered to learn how to use more than I need.
I admire the young man Max interviewed this morning. A refreshing view of what this world could look like without corporate ownership of our lives, and our inspirations. Some things money can't buy, like the desire of creativity. It's as though we are going to have another revolution rather like the impressionists who were not welcome to exhibit in Paris, so they held their own exhibition and cut out the middle man there.
I would like to think that if anyone does read my stuff here, they might like to donate to my pet charity, which is Shelter Box. I like this charity because it does respond to humanitarian need very quickly. Look them up if you have a moment. As we are dog owners, and get out dogs from the rescue, (Thats dog pound I think in the US), we sponser them locally. We don't put dogs (or any animals) down here, even if they can't be homed.
Max was talking about the techno world verses the petro-world this morning. He described it as survivalists verses techno-communicators. Rather Jules Verne sort of thinking I suppose. I think it would be a good idea to just look after each other better, hear each other better, and see what realy needs to be done to resolve conflicts rather than create them. I have Syria in mind but there are so many places where continuing conflict does suit political ideology and agenda.
I did tidy up the house this morning! So the reduction in that medication has just got to the point of balancing itself. Time for lunch, and I might do some painting this afternoon.
I did scare myself yesterday evening. I managed to put a skewer through my finger, and I mean righ through the fleshy part... careless or what. I did go weak at the knees. There wasn't much blood, but at least I know I am human! I am going to have to buy a supply of plasters to keep it clean. I am surprised it doesn't hurt.