If the world paused and redirected its resources spent on war to education maybe we would learn not to want to kill one another.

We are already dead.  Ghost moving about.  Here but not here. Lost, shadows moving in the between moments of time.

I am a simple man whom enjoys simple things.  A cool breeze,  light drizzle, grass tickling my feet.  These are the things which bring me joy.  If everything were free and together we lived together helping one another to stock stores and create for every demand, I would live humbly.   Sure there are those whom need to live lavishly, no doubt I begrudge them not.  Have at it for we enjoy to engineer for all requests.  We are billions.  With global communication now reaching every corner of the globe and beings capable of directly communicating with one another, I wait for the broadcast.  The one where my dream becomes real and the announcement is made.  The one which declares the war against the human race over.  Where the imaginary lines which divides us fall to unite the children and citizens of planet earth into the communicating collective which achieves.  No governments. No currency.  Beings helping beings without judgment.  For it to work it requires a matured civilization, one whom thinks, one whom welcomes every new life.  Good beings naturally create a safe heaven.  World peace is simply a state of mind.  So I wait.  Wait for the broadcast and hope to see for myself the awakening.

Is family bloodlines relevant outside of causing genetic abnormalities or is our definition of family too limited? For surely family would not attack family on a planet in which everyone is related.

We change when our strings are stimulated to vibrate at different frequencies and amplitudes.   For humans this growth comes from radiation off the materials which surrounds us. Like our star.  The oceans.   People.  Different materials vibrate differently.  Some are more effective then others.  We are not just what we eat, we are also what we are surrounded by.

I have two issues which I've identified about myself.  I have a very bad memory, like goldfish bad. Second, I have an ocd.  This ocd I'm just beginning to understand.  It appears I have an order to things and for me to progress I must complete them in order.  I can't explain the anxiety which paralyzes me when I try to skip ahead or allowed myself to forget a task. My lists are what saves my life.   Though it make take me a while I can eventually cross them off one at a time though I may appear the freak while trying.

There are billions on this planet.  With global communication where every single being can reach any other being, ask and you surely will receive.

As a member of the human race and citizen of the planet earth you have much company.  We are your friends and family and we live to help you.  We do so by loving our mothers fathers daughters and sons.  We do this by exercising our natural abilities and exploring our passions in our own time and contributing our ideas and talents to see what we are capable.  With our billions sharing together every desire and every need is not only anticipated but encouraged.  Our generations have learned from the past, dropped the imaginary lines which for so long divided us.  They learned not to judge each others worth and see one another as equals completely making currency useless.  Our motivation is our love for what we do.  Our reward is actually doing it.  You are home and you are most welcomed.

While having sex I like to ask myself mid stride "why am I doing this?".  And the only truth that i keep coming up with is it feels good.   But is that enough of a reason to do it?  This primal instinct is so ingrained it feels almost impossible to ignore.  Sure most of the universe does it to procreate but I have no such desire but my need still exists.  Need?  Is it a need?  Would I harm myself by not having sex?   Of course I wouldn't harm myself.  Then why do it?  I am always entertained, is that not just one of infinite forms of entertainment.  I should be able to master myself.  I am like a cavemen, still waiting to evolve. Maybe that is the way to world peace, to be among humans whom are actually using their brains instead of their loins.  Where on earth would I find them?   I must think on this further.

If even one souls suffers we have failed.

Life is miraculous and inter connected.  Telepathic even.   The human form is no exception to the infinite species coming into and out of this finite existence.  With time and traveled space we are always changing.  How fast that change is is a matter of perspective.  How soon before we come to understand we are more maybe already  occurred.  Even now as you sleep your mind connected to the universe escapes.   When we are evolved awake we would be able to do the same.

help

verb

1. 1.

   make it easier for (someone) to do something by offering one's services or resources.

   "Roger's companion helped him with the rent"

   synonyms:

   assist, aid, lend a (helping) hand to, give assistance to, come to the aid of; More
2. 2.

   serve someone with (food or drink).

   "she helped herself to a cookie"

noun

1. 1.

   the action of helping someone to do something; assistance.

   "I asked for help from my neighbors"

   synonyms:

   assistance, aid, a helping hand, support, succor, advice, guidance; More

exclamation

1. 1.

   used as an appeal for urgent assistance.

   "Help! I'm drowning!"

   synonyms:

   SOS, mayday "we heard the faint cries of "Help!" in the distance"

Help everyone.  When everyone is being helped by helping one another every need every want every wish can be realized.  This is how good beings become angels and angels create a heaven using our communal spirit we all share.

Something is wrong with me.  I know this to my bones.   I experience time differently.  It just feels like if I was alone for a day the day feels like only 5 hours long.  This is a great problem because my frustrations can not be expressed when everything must be achieved within 5 hours.  For so long I fought to make it work but gave up eventually. I just let time be and ride along in these weird winds. Lost in time and space I go no where by choice.  I know what is happening and I just could care less now.  Time is finite for us all and this universe is complete with mysteries.  I must adapt and live with life has made of me.  If I could move I would join others to break me of this prison, the walls are just too complete.  When they rarely open I go.  But I know my return is a solitary one.  Oddly if feels natural, it is my necessity to move at the same rate as society which creates the peril. I go crazy trying to relate but I just can't ever seem to merge.  I am always outside of everyone and everything.  Everyone's concerns seems petty while they struggle to make long a life which extinguishes in a blink.  I feel saddened by their claims.  Making life difficult much harder than if it ever had to be and make survival a test.  What we have is so delicate so fleeting and we have made a mockery of it. I value my life.  I value my time.  I simply want to be left alone so that I could move naturally through this space.  Why can't the individualities of billions in randomness not achieve. Our passions. Our hobbies.  Our loves is our labor which supplies the needs of demand.  We need no motivation.  No incentives.  No rewards.   We must do what we love in our own rhythm outside of clock calendar and currency to do what must be done.  That is a true civilization.   Until that day comes people like me will never fit in.  We are always moving wrongly, out of time and of place.  I know something is wrong with me, maybe you too to your bones feel something is wrong too.

Those whom give any value to currency devalue the human soul.

If gravity is the effect of time, it also the effect of distance.

The human race is a disgrace.  The incident that occurred on 9/11 is nothing since dozens of 9/11 occur everyday.  Where is the outrage?  Where is our will to act?  So many people are dying at this very moment from starvation, disease, and lack of the comforts many in the western world take for granted.  Our populations, our children, our kin, are dying in such large numbers and all we do is war to kill more.  We haven't a clue what it means to love our children only the love to kill them.

"....One of these is the Copernican principle, named in honour of the Polish astronomer. Also known as the principle of mediocrity, it holds that the Earth is not in a central, specially favoured position in the universe and that by extension humans, while clearly a remarkable species, are not the pinnacle of creation. We inhabit a comparatively ordinary planet orbiting a comparatively ordinary star that is one among several hundred billion in a galaxy that is itself one among several hundred billion in the observable universe...."

Our parents are evil.  Straight from the womb we are forced to pledge allegiances to land and dieties.   We are taught to judge worth, and instead of share to profit off one another.  That our neighbors are alien and somehow not as human as you.  Our children live the war of parents and never had any hope for peace.

Children have not just two parents, they have billions.  When they are finally in their company will they truly be loved.