We’ve been talking at the Jungle Party tonight. It’s the first time that Alenka & I found peace in a public talk.
Alenka picked a title, months ago it feels like. She chose, “The Transparency of Reality.”
In effect, our reality on earth it has it.. is all backwards. Like, as if my brother Richard had forgotten how to do the Rubik’s code.
People, they do talk, a lot y’know. I don’t know if they mean harm.
Boring, boring people to sleep.
We’ve been lucky. To start first. We didn’t want to know what would be following our happy state of things.
First up, just having a giggle.
Why, why so much hope!
It is as if there is another bird flu pandemic needed.