The sparrows and robins are
flitting around the garden and bathing in the stone pond .There is a slight
breeze and the sky is a patchwork of cirrus clouds and blueness .These
are the events in the non–human world. In our world of calendars and clocks
we celebrate a turning more of our subjective sense of time than of any
celestial measure. Yet we make our Best of the Century lists honoring the
heroes, acts and works we both admire and despise. As the roses are thrown
and the champagne poured, we stand between a sense of exhaustion from a
century of war and brutishness and a hopefulness and dread for the future.While
we turn away from the past one third of the world’s nations are involved
in armed conflicts and the H-bombs are still loaded on the hydra headed
missiles and the world destroying submarines.We project our ideals into
the future where our intellect and our love must unite to overcome the
scarcity, greed and anger that has dominated our history. Armed only with
the silicon chip a super battery to replace fossil fuels a great love of
our planetary unity and a new selflessness we will samba into this century
of 10 billion humans eager to overcome the dance of death that inhabits
our nightmare prophecies. We shall see that promised land where poverty
is overcome, intolerance is a distant memory and war a forgotten travesty.So
as I turn to the future I celebrate the life force its origins, its variety
and its destiny and I look to love, yes I continue to look to love, to
bring us together to finally evolve our full humanity.
