This is not what I wanted to talk about I'm a steem virgin but whilst my mind drifted over the diversity of the possible subject
matters , I suddenly felt the need to express myself truthfully and with no care of the consequences . I'm not sure
why this yearning came over me as if I were in some Ultra protected room where I can see you but you can't see me. I'm
speaking to you through veiled walls of steam. I can see the power of social media has turned up the dial on the rate
of change, caused by this and other aspects of technology. However there is a more dark and caustic side and for that
reason , I'm not always a fan , however, my mum used to say " if you wanna be heard, you've got to make a sound " and
digress not from your conviction or words to that effect. In today's beautiful and abundant world there are a
plethora of ideas pulsing through our antennas , to reach your radar's. So many I sometimes find it intrusive ,
especially when I come up with a thought or a blueprint to find that a thousand other people have also come to the
conclusion. You start to wonder if your ideas and thoughts are your own.
About 5 years ago I started on a journey through ill health that gave me the time to re-examine what I knew of the
world , when you're laid up in plaster for 18 months, unable to walk , with instructions not to there's not a lot do
more than to get on the internet and see what everyone else is doing or saying. So that's what I did and as I rolled from one piece of this is the truth and nothing but the truth engrossed in the excruciatingly painful fact that some of this stuff is absolute bull but and it's a big but , some of the information floating around under the guise of
codswallop, crap or whatever, is in fact truth and that we the human being have short memories . Or is it is wiped from
our brains as we sleep , work or any other pastime you care to think of. and world's leader's can give Pandora's box a
run for the money. Running for money , now that rings a bell , mainly alarm bells for the world financial
institutions. (WhAt no way no DRAFT app.... Oh well . Maybe soon ) Anyway as I continued my recovery
from a myocardial infarction. I was watching a video call Aquarius age of Evil. when it suddenly dawned on me that a chance meeting that I had eleven years earlier with two men . Was more than what meet my eye's .It was in Koh Phangan Thailand .They claimed, they were industrialist or was it capitalist I can't remember. They looked like a cross
between Hannibal Lector and The Men in Black. I was staying in a hut on the beach but had been stuck in it for four days because I got rain fever now feeling strong enough and smelling the sun, I venture out to the water's edge. I'm walking along senses being rattled by the sun the music and bodies everywhere and then I hear , Hey Friend. I don't turn or respond, the only friend I had in this beautiful chaotic place wasn't them. I hear the call again before I have time to think about it, they quickly step up to me. two portly men looking like Hannibal Lector stand-ins. It turned out they were trying to acquire a smoke and fortunately for them my Itinerary included a walk during which I would indulge myself. What No Draft button....... I'm going to have to continue this..................