At the Days end...

And slowly a new day in the lives of six billion humans ends. Some are dead, some are born, some are starving, some have killed, others have been killed, some fight deseases, others an unfriendly enviroment, some have been lying, others try to tell the truth and some has made a new experience, some have loved and others have hated.

And a few, a wery few, have been at peace. And as they observe they wonder; why and for what?

General on Man

Man is the strangest creature in the garden of Gaia. And one of the many strange things is that his own actions do not make sense in his own perception of reality.
There are even leaders who proclaim they pity those living in the mundane reaches of reality; They can create their own reality tailored after their private desires. How strange is that: to uplift self delution to governing principles? When the essential is not reality itself, but what they can manipulate people into believing it is?