If we bother to look, we might notice how the bulk of human suffering is not attributable to random events like earthquakes and hurricanes, but is the result of deliberate action by other (supposed) human beings. Intentional suffering seems to be on the increase. Whether or not the newspaper prints it or the anchor lady speaks it, there's another world war heating up, a global conflict under construction. I am not sure why or who is ultimately responsible, but I am clear that it's not random or accidental.

In support of my premise I do not offer clever proofs to engage the intellect. Well integrated human beings balance intellect with other modes of experience, but if intellect is the only currency you accept then call me a conspiracy nut and swallow another Xanex®. For those of us tuned into our gut, the ancestors and/or mother earth, we know there's something very heinous in the offing, something w-rotten in DC, (with a nod to the bard).

In terms of responsibility, W's probably small fry. He's the poster child for what sucks about America, but I doubt he's the source. My feeling is that what's happening is beyond Rove and the rest of GMOs in the pentagram or any other character from whatever despotic 21st century regime you care to name.

War as a pair of pliers, another tool in the box to get the job done. Disease as a screwdriver. Pollution as a wrench. It all seems very efficient, expedient. The disassembly of our world certainly doesn't feel like a series of colossal coincidental chance accidents or the ravages of human cancer run amuck or the manifestation of natural cycles of destruction and rebirth. It feels - deliberate, designed.

So with spider sense tingling, I ask the questions - what to do? Who am I to do anything? What could I possible do, one snaggle toothed partially blind artist against who knows what?

It's a beginning, to say I feel something is wrong. It's a start to think I might be able to help. To begin to search for the answers, how to heal, how to stand up. Chinese proverb heard on the radio - When disaster strikes, the first thing to do is get out of your chair. I do not think I am sitting anymore.

I cultivate clarity through writing, publishing my vision as it arrives. Perhaps there's alliances to be fostered. I welcome your inquiries and may the force be with you.