It took so long to get to the blog that I've forgotten what I wanted to say..... and it's not often I get something I want to say...

The power went off, had to fix the meter, the child wanted attention (three or four times), the cooking needed attention (exacerbated by the neglect occasioned by the child attention) - and the radio had half my attention all the time....

So when I never got there... on that computer at that time...

Now here I am on this computer, at this time, and I've forgotten what I've got to say and I'm typing with my arms around my three year old and peering over the top of his head as he sits on my knee.....

Welcome to the world of the family.


What I had to say doubtless had something to do with family. My new family has taught me so much it is like I am a different man living in a different world.

Because it is a different world when you've got children - if you live with them.


It is a different world if you try to live with love.


It supplies a whole completely new view on reality and social organisation and reason for existence... everything.

It makes the very idea of killing and maiming and hostility and selfishness ludicrous.

So what's wrong with the world?

We know that most of the world is living in 'happy families'. They are experiencing this 'new reality' I'm speaking of. The live in this new reality. They have different aims, understandings, motivations, rewards, difficulties - the whole bag. And for them it is all predicated on love and concern and consideration.

So how can so many turn to hatred and killing? Where do these numbers come from? Where are all these masked men with their AK47's or whatever the murdering implement of the day is?

They come from the ranks of madmen. I know, b ecause I was once one. That is, I know such a thing can be because I was once such a 'madman'.

Such men live in families, of course. They are children of families at least. They are possibly husbands. But they don't really experience the family, not in the way I've spoken about.

Well, does that make what I've said about the power and the reality of the family a heap of rubbish? No. It is still as I've said. Only many, many, many times only the women and the children share this world. It is a commonplace for men to be unaware of it, to live outside of it, to be in the family but not of it.

Many, many, many times. I've given that an arbitrary three 'many', because I don't know. But it is a lot. Sufficient to provide all the childish, stupid, vicious, homicidal murderers that walk the earth today proudly carrying those primitive and incredibly ugly machines called 'guns'.

They come from the ranks of the insane.

The human race is sadly insane.

Like a child with a rash. The skin is covered with red eruptions. The human race is like that. The background almost obliterated by the eruptions.

But look again. Fierce though the infection is, many though the red spots are, the background is ubiquitous and is the greater. The colour is the colour of the background skin. And the colour of the background skin of the human race is sane, sanity, love, caring, compassion, selflessness.

But it has no overt voice. Where the red spots can join in angry red areas and proceed to wreak havoc, destroying skin and deeper cells, the background, being already joined, manifests nothing so dramatic.

It is silently joined. It is part of the natural body. It doesn't have job of keeping the body healthy - though it has a function that is part of this - it is part of the body hence no special dramatic features. 'Red spots' however, are not part of the body. They are attackers, malicious entities devoted to destroying the body.

I begin to get lost in this analogy. My son is back on my knee and making conversation. I cannot keep my thread. Time to leave. Try a summation, if I can distinguish any particular thing I was trying to say:

The truth and the way for the human race is to be found in the loving family. Why does no one ever look there? Why is this not spoken about?