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I have visited the Glencraig site twice. It is gorgeous. Filled with woodland anemones and ferns.It is simply just one of the most beautiful places on the coast. We are very lucky to have use of it.

Over the past few weeks I have begun to feel more and more hopeless. I know I said this in the previous post that I won't write about the awfulness of life right now but the people who currently run the world are insane. These are the various insanities that we have to cope with right now.

1. Shallowness and idiocy in general
How wonderful - what wonderful - things human beings are capable of. And yet here we are - in this total mess. This utter crap shoot. From idiot celebrities whose names I will not mention because they will turn up on my youtube feed - which by the way when I told Ghin I was being identified as a middle aged father who was on the far right he laughed and said that's some quality AI there and anyway ads don't work on me - to binfluencers - the world is in a cataclysmic down spiral. Previously we could have blamed it on a lack of education, institutionalised religion, fanaticism, poverty - all untrue, all nonsensical. The problem with humanity is the age old seven deadly sins which were identified in the Middle Ages. And it's not even that. 

Solution: Follow the Middle Way. Follow the Middle Path. Buddha identified this over 2,000 years ago and then gave practical resolutions, the noble eightfold path. Here it is:-

Eight divisions
The eight Buddhist practices in the Noble Eightfold Path are:

Right Resolve or Intention
Right Speech
Right Conduct or Action
Right Livelihood
Right Effort
Right Mindfulness
Right Samadhi 
Right View

If even one of these was adopted, nevermind all eight, the world would be a better place. Or as Christ said, love one another as I have loved you.

Actually the above solutions address everything I need to say.

And I think this is the most depressing thing - that the Christ impulse is now being only held individually. I suppose it only ever was held by individuals. And Europe and its awful wars. The whole scale destruction. Why are humans so good at this?

What is the impulse which makes us suddenly turn on each other and attack each other so vehemently? I feel absolutely awful. I feel the dread coming. And I don't know what to do about it. And yet I know I cannot capitulate. I cannot fall. What will happen if I decide to go there, to give in? I must not.

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