Blog #2

Blog #2
For today, I'll tell a story. (transition music) Once upon a time in a far away land, there lay the Wachatta Islands just off the coast of Nevada. It was like a dreamland, where everything was all nice and simple. There was nothing terribly bad and nothing terribly good, everything simply was. The water ran down the mountains and through the towns; the animals grazed on the fields to the side. The people walked around the town saying, "Sir, are you okay?" , "Yes, I have been drinking... water of course." I mean... don't get me wrong, there was crime and violence everywhere like any good city. But what was important, was the peace and serenity within each their hearts, and all was good, and all was well. Now normally, there would be some conflict around this part of the story, but you know what? Everything was good and everything was well in their eyes, and that's all that really matters. Is what we see truly correct? We may perceive it and we may believe it, but is our perceived reality truly what we believe it to be? A place that is similar in the fundamental aspects of a society to ours can achieve peace, why not the other place of Wanayeaya?