Why hide in shame of all the humiliation this world has known and taught us. It is not the shame of modesty, but the shame of knowing we are wrong, imperfect, and a failure. The threat of this existed yesterday and yet we were fed again today, even with all the supposed mistakes we may have made, and if we were not, perhaps an end to our plight of hunger is a long awaited one. That time is coming. If we destroy our home, the earth, there may not even be a bowl of rice to go around, and that will be the end.
Endings are new beginnings.
It is high time for hygiene. Let the genie of the genius in our genes issue forth and create the hygiene of a clean and happy world. By listening to our tribal voice, by feeling our heartbeat. Listen to the drum of your heartbeat. Feel the love that is there.