
Music: Pink Floyd
I am reminded of a moment with my mother last weekend. She asked me if I really was so concerned about the world. I said yes, and that many of my friends felt the same way. That the nightmares artists conceive, in film, in books, in music, in paintings, is not as unreal or far fetched as they may at first appear.
"But this isn't new thought", I explain, "generations before mine have felt this. It's just for other reasons now." War, science, environmental disaster, what people will do to get their way - it's all frightening.
My mother, brow creased, said she didn't realize I felt this way. She thought it was only her.
"There are so many ways for this to turn out. All we have to do, is chose the best way."
The world we live in is fierce.








