Begin... We are so tiny. Insignificant. Diminutive. Small. We need awaken to sense the truth in ourselves, in Home, bring our awe beneath us and all around us, the flux, the constant constant. Shall we let it go and be...? This planet, this one, send us pictures of our use on this one! Home is where the Heart(H) and the (H)eartH are... shall we see the truth of us as we view its landscape, it's power, its forgiveness, its offspring... (Pluto is no longer a planet, Scribbler.) What we call it matters not, it is going with the flux and we've little to nothing to say about it. (H)eartH's a planet and look what we're doing to it! It boggles the mind our ignorance, it is lit up by our use of Home... ~~~ ~~~ Toys. More of us need to be toy makers, not so much toy buyers. We can deliver smiles on their faces if we'll but imagine. When I was a kid I played with nothing, I mean I had toys, but those l
(The Weaver's Song)