Lest we be unconcerned with appearances, we might believe the world is all bad. Fish choking on soda bottles in the ocean. An endless stream of bad news pouring forth from the TV. And then we have a rainbow, right in the sky. Shining like some miracle. Singing colors into your 2 dumb eyes. Or a crescent moon. Smiling and shining and unconcerned with the folly of human beings.

A big fat moon somewhere off in space looking down on us humans all groping our way toward some heaven (or late night donut shop) where everything’s good and pure and true.

But then some dumbshit does something stupid and disrupts the harmony. (I don’t need to provide a concrete example. Just turn on the TV or watch the news on your new iPhone 46…) 

And there we have it. The duality. The often contradicting appearances. Good and evil. Stupid and smart. Yin and yang. Gluten and gluten-free. 

And when I wake and make my coffee I am thinking about sustainability. How will this coffee can be recycled? Are my organic plastic tomato containers actually recycled? Or are they shipped out to sea and tossed in the ocean? Do we give the fish bread and lettuce, too?   

Are fish gluten-free? Do they have irritable bowel syndrome? Or high blood pressure? Do they need some weird pharmaceutical? Do they need to ask their doctor about Doodoobackulimulab? 

I would like to live a grand life. And not think about fish eating plastic with plankton. I would like to turn off the news forever. I would like to read the wind in the trees. And hear a bird sing. That would be my news for the day. Leaves and birdsong.

I would like to drink a soda, from a plastic bottle, filled with sugar water doctored up and branded as the best damn soda on the planet, and not be concerned with fish. Or diabetes.

Why is my body content with one little salad, but can eat an entire box of cookies and still want more? Who created a body stupid enough to want more sugar, but not more salad?

Why oh why does my mind run this way? I want to say more affirmations. I am at peace with my world. Some shit like that.

I am open to abundance. I am a river of abundance. I am a pure river of success and achievement.

And then I will sit on the couch content to watch an entire Netflix series. Nothing says “abundance” more than a 36 episode Netflix series. 

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