I am in a bleak mood. This helped cheer me up. Evolutionary Hymn Lead us, Evolution, lead us Up the future's endless stair; Chop us, change us, prod us, weed us. For stagnation is despair: Groping, guessing, yet progressing, Lead us nobody knows where. Wrong or justice, joy or sorrow, In the present what are … Continue reading A poetical satire
Day: November 26, 2016
Not of this broken elite. [Phil 2]
Normal service will be restored real soon now. Casa Pukeko is on the market, and Casa Weka waits: there are various issues and difficulties within the family and then there is work. It all left me exhausted: as Robyn said this morning as we were getting ready for yet another open home I am exhausted … Continue reading Not of this broken elite. [Phil 2]