Life

Life what is it? We search for its meaning everywhere when it is so simple really. We are meant to reproduce the next generation, produce children that can survive and prosper. We look at artists, musicians and the messages they send and the understanding they seem to have. Yet what do they do? They are simply discussing the ape man's torment in an alien environment. We did not evolve in cities, we evolved on the savanna. We are meant to move, to travel, to see a limited number of people, not see so many women, to have a small tribe we depend on and see regularly. The human condition is dealing with an environment we are not meant for, and the anguish in artists expresses this condition.

We look up at genius in art as it is so individual, nobody looks at the world the same way and they create something unique where as scientists, brighter, more profound search the same questions so appear less unique.

I feel my heart under my shirt now as you all can, I look at the stars above and wonder. The torment of life, it has generally been so short so brutish, we are fortunate if we have limited pain. So now as we have tamed our suffering like no other generation we have seemingly risen above nature, yet as we move further from nature we harm much more, the planet we depend on. The fish stocks, the floating plastic... yet our elite rarely do they stretch themselves. Ben Fogle nice man, but treating the world as a play ground which his grandchildren will never enjoy the same way. Let me see your anger elite, let me see you sacrifice for her.. no you don't do you, you talk your platitudes but we must give up the ipods, we must have less, we don't like having less, we are not good when we must sacrifice when our families must... you are an ape man... we must evolve as our power has, to look beyond our own selfishness, our own short sightedness to see and act more for the whole.

Onward we march the planet will have the last word......