If new year is marked by a position of the sun can it be celebrated at different times? The sun is travelling and not often or ever is in the same place twice. Time is relative and the scales of speeds and times and spaces are beyond comprehension. I say time is fluid and must be experienced like a bird upon the wind. It does not repeat to live my life on forced repeat makes no sense. Calendars and clocks makes no sense. The future is defined by our presence. I ought to have control from decentralized timing so my difference matters. Slave to currency which has captured the souls committing genocide by propagating a war against our species complete with imaginary battle lines and hate through history. We are guilty of not caring for our fellow man creatures trapped on a rock near the furnace of our sun. We have yet to mature from cavemen beating ourselves with bones and trading rocks. We have yet to share and voluntarily chosen to care for our children of earth. The world peace we lack is the crime of parents against their children failing to instill values towards a better evolution. The world peace which should just be from peaceful beings of mothers fathers daughters and sons loving one another and living cooperatively without judgements of worth and methods to try to. We are free beings and like ants should realize our greatness by choosing to care. I hate repeating the past and this doomsday calendar is about to destruct. We must create our future and unite for wisdom's sake. Let the moving sun demonstrate a bigger course to see anew. Let our children rename this era to describe our change to reality worthy of being modeled and now repeated from.

If 7 billion humans exist on earth, there should be shelter for 7 billion humans on earth.

Of the infinite species whom roam this earth, limited in my knowledge, admire ants the most. Their accomplishments are miracles of cooperation and only wish my species did the same. I think history has polluted the minds and corrupted souls. In this current presence of this nuclear sun, we are all home. If our Human race is to survive the trials of time we better learn to work together. This world peace whose simple peaceful mothers, fathers, daughters, and sons would exist has me begging for prospects. I wish to be on that planet where money doesn't need to exist. A world where we just do and this in itself is our contribution of humanity. An equal without need for a tool to create inequality. Then like the power of ants we can achieved and displayed in true glory by our individual uniqueness. There is no right or wrong, but our compassion and love for life and our children knows its value. If we do not start to care and value every life our early extinction will be fated.

Saying trading is like sharing is like saying hating is like loving.

Moving is simple. Its not the speed limit which matters, its the how you get to the speed limit and back down which is the FUN. The faster you go the more which evolves. Time changes with speed and its seeks individuality from each of us. Here now, seeing pass and predicting future. This wave of frozen reality to exploding clouds which warms our souls and grants us the materials to be exist. Our choices to help one another achieve in mass goes faster. Our spirit gives us now to be. Get moving and fear not the speed. Planetary cooperation requires peaceful beings and remarkable how it sounds that world peace would exist from the simple side effect of peaceful mothers, fathers, daughters, sons just awaiting to be achieved. If you can't be peaceful, then you are nothing but a mindless animal. This is a war against the Human race and hate crime of humanity that free beings do not walk this Earth. Move. Live. Be free. The crowd will support you as we exist in stream. If you truly can trust in the children of earth, we may one day rival the achievements of ants by freely caring for every soul and its pretty sad we don't have any sense. Our early extinction never willing learned how to move without charging over someone else.

The world beyond the windows are a dream.
What matters is what is contained behind my walls.
Here, everyday is like the rest.
An eternity upon themselves, forever I am king.

Is it not interesting what ants can achieve simply by touch and smell. Makes the Human race stupid. We would have to build housing to the moon in order to compete.

The Human eye is pathetic. If one can actually see in the high def our Universe of space and time which surrounds, you would be deaf.

Every star has planets. When you see a star you look towards possible life. In this infinite time and infinite space we share, all around us is past, present and future life. From our beginnings to our ends, going on until the flames run out.

I have slept an entire year and I am still tired.

I cant move
I cant sleep
from my window I watch the light come and the darkness go
disconnected from the shadows that creep past
i dont even know what year it is
like a bad dream that seems to go on and on and on
I know its only a matter of time before my body rots
this empty world never even knew I was here
reason doesnt exist proof is only what is

I am afraid, deathly afraid, that in my lifetime a species from the Universe locates the Human race. I am afraid they will judge us unworthy of existence and consume us in the chain of food we participate. Our species is a crime against our planet and they will recognize this. I hope we are not tasty as well.

The planet spins, stars orbit, and endless time passes. Witness a small fraction, i can not see the true picture. My space limited and not even member to a dominant species, masters of self destruction always come to end consumed by their above. equals can only exist where there is no currency. It is senseless in an already senseless reality we must make sense of and only makes judgmental slaves of a pathetic species whom can not think for themselves.

A die has no special power, so a die really is not really random just simply the consequence of the last fall against the hard surface predictable because of the angle and speed of throw. In other words, if you knew how to throw and how it bounces on the surface you would always know the outcome. Much like life in space, know your fall and you will now your outcome; Pay not enough attention and it will seem random. Loose yourself in it and it becomes real. Both are right. A miracle of the ordinary and it happens with everything.

The thickness of the souls on your feet depend on how far you walk barefoot.