It can't be said that many of us really care or relate to the misery beyond us even though there are many good people that we admire. There are those that aid the poor, the homeless, the sick and the forgotten and in doing so get a step beyond the materialists by strengthening their own spiritual nature. It is cold here in Toronto. Icy fingers run down our necks and privately our thoughts of the future can be chilling and bitter. Every year it gets worse.
Freedom slips away nearly everywhere.
Authority, war and poverty grow and the darkness gets deeper and moves closer, more of it seeping into our pleasant materialist bubble. We have only ourselves now. In the twentieth century bearded gods and great religions were largely banished or perverted. We left the bones of God out in the tundra and soon we will join some evil spirits there. Of course we do have a new brand of spiritualism hovering there in pleasant light above the vitamin bottles and self-help magazines in health food stores a disposable god, composed of convenient nothingness and perfume.