The sun has no prejudice, nor the moon. Both grounded in our presence,  Illuminate.  The artist had no prejudice, nor the art. Conveying misunderstanding, Perception. The human is not prejudice, nor its maker. Fueled by differences, Existence. 


    In a perfect world, no one would be homeless or hungry. Food would be in abundance and the days would always be warm and full of sunshine. There would be a wealth of knowledge available to all beings. A knowledge of life, love and true happiness. *Exhale* my perfect fantasy I guess you…

What’s missing!

Noun: a condition in which different elements are equal or in the correct proportions. Verb: keep or put (something) in a steady position so that it does not fall.