Hard to tell. It seems that yup, climates change in a cyclical fashion. We are at the end of the last Ice Age, with the last of the glaciers melting. So it’s probably nothing that we can change. There are already projections out there how it will affect us, with new migrations, as temperatures warm up so much that it’ll become impossible to grow food where we are used to growing it. Soon, it won’t be the peoples from Central America moving here. It’ll be us moving up into Canada… Will Canada build a wall to keep us out? This will be a global migration? Mind boggling. I was thinking: there was a time when people lived without money. There was no need for it. Everything was simply shared. The women who knew about plants didn’t say “I can’t make you feel better if you don’t pay me.”. The hunters shared their food. Shelters were shared. How did we get so civilized, so complicated, that if you don’t have money you have to live at a dump? How is it that in two thousand years we still can’t accept the fact that not all people are white? Not only that, but, because you’re not white it doesn’t mean that you’re not really human. Some really really bizarre ways of seeing are still around. I look at birds. They don’t seem to have a very big problem with all of the different kinds, eating together. The finches eat right next to the doves right next to the pigeons right next to the quail… They have their squabbles, but, you know? They even know that the meat-eaters among them will come and eat one of them, and life will go on. I guess we’re sort of like that too. Maybe it’s just that there are no natural predators to hunt humans, so we have to hunt ourselves. Fight wars to keep the numbers down. All of these thoughts pop up while pondering what does it mean that we make the world? Is it even possible to make the world better? It almost looks like when you make it better, you’re at the same time making it worse for somebody.