Book Description

Today I witnessed a sky that was overwhelmed with cumulus nimbus clouds, and the sun had positioned itself to assist those puffs of beauty to show off. Artists have set this view to canvas long ago, before man invented so many distractions. Like Vincent van Gogh with his starry, starry nights. I recall as a child being able to witness an ebony back background above me, speckled with so many winking stars that it was impossible to count them. A panorama of clouds, several hundred years ago must have inspired a composter to write a piano concerto because of its extraordinary appearance. Unlike what we now call modern life, with many people being distracted by the noises and desires of human busyness, earlier artists relied on the beauty of nature to duplicate and make permanent, such splendor. I wonder now, how many people fail to realize just how magnificent nature is. And although politics should shrink to insignificance in contradiction to nature, it created to much contention, and disunity. It holds sway over too many of earths citizens. The tale I am about to tell has little to do with ordinary things. Such as, how one arrives at a loss of some fondly held item. Rather it is about the loss of personal control, personal esteem or personal achievement. This writing is not about any specific individual or specific disappointment. It is not about privilege or a lack of privilege, it’s not about someone’s good looks or one’s station in life. This is about us as a nation and how we think, how we feel and most importantly, what we do about it or fail to do about it as regards politics! It’s no secret that some of our governmental notables are incompetent, biased and even self-serving. This is the point of the book.