Hey.

Lost in a gaze
The narcotic haze
Of who and what she is to me
Caught by surprise
Reflected in her eyes
The guy I want to be

Nandos at lunch time:

Looking around-- a hundred people and a dozen perspectives, viewpoints, opinions, convictions. On God, destiny, love, family, money, morality, death…

The thing with complex questions is that they don't have simple answers. That guy believes God is wrathful and intractable and must be approached with fear. You think God is merciful and loving. Your views contradict each other's so one of you must be wrong? Not necessarily. See that woman in the corner? She has a view of God that reconciles both your positions—

It is possible that all these diverse views of the world are partly right, some more than others—that we all have a bit of the truth, some more than others.

More likely, however, that we are all wrong. The history of man shows that we consistently cock things up.

We all believed that slavery was ordained by God, that women were inferior to men, that it was the holy duty of the white man to colonise the dark continent, that pagans and heathens deserved to die, that people from different tribes must not marry each other, that beautiful people were better people, money could buy happiness, you could judge a book by its cover…

There are so many different worlds

So many different suns…

And we live in different ones

Dire Straits