This world is covered with beauty and love. There is hope in the eyes of the children, and freedom in the clouds as they fly with the wind accross the sky.
But who can see the beauty, and who can feel the love? There’s a dirty window before us its the oppressive pursuit of wealth. Taking the sterile tools of technology from garages, briefcases and factory’s we hunt for dollars.
The Hunt was an occasion for joy. A time for cooperation and sharing, a time to give thanks to nature. No more. Now it is a time for drudgery, isolation and boredom. A time to put your head down and thrust the knife in deep.
How can we see beauty when we stare at the footpath? How can we feel love when we work alone, one against another?
We all want joy and love. A nations economic goal is joy. So the process is more important than the product. We can only beat the oppression of the market if we stand together on humanity’s common ground. Joy is what we want not wealth or economic growth.
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