An artist's musings and meditations on life as a work of art. Thoughts on what works in this life, flavored with gratitude for getting to be Here Now.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
The world is perfect. It's a mess.
When we talk about settling the world's problems, we're barking up the wrong tree. The world is perfect. It's a mess. It has always been a mess. We are not going to change it. Our job is to straighten out our own lives.
1 comment:
now there's an intelligent viewpoint.
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