Even though I have been in intense physical pain of one kind or another everyday for more than three years, I do not suffer. But do you know what does make my heart weep no matter how hard I try to be the unattached witness to this illusion, it is the constant – yet so easily avoidable – misery we intentionally inflict on ourselves, each other and all life on Earth. All because we are infected spirit deep with a sociopathic narcissism that is so thorough we can’t even feel the wounds ego slashes with blades of vanity in the body of the collective, as the last drops of blood of life drain from our tragic species. Because you see, while we steal, rape, pillage and war against one another for no real reason, all the while consumed by ever rhyming inane dramas, and ceaseless distractions, a cell divides in the primordial ooze, a seedling burst through the soil, a tree grows to the heavens, a volcano erupts giving birth to island, a black hole devours a star as quasar spews forth a galaxy on the other side, as universes emerge from unknowable nothing. Yes, this is what causes grief to contaminate my soul that we have so entirely wiped from memory We Are, All Is LOVE, fear consuming our minds so completely that – for all intents and purposes – they are dead, unable to discern from the perspective of Infinity the sublime beauty of stories of Life that it is We, Supreme Reality, LOVE who dreamed All from void. But regardless of belief, the fact is creation expands eternally on, miracle of birth after miracle of death, while we behave life selfish toddlers throwing and breaking our toys in tantrum, unable to see through our tears of greed, and hear through our screams of more for me the wonder that is We…