Easy Like Sunday Morning

This morning I woke up feeling fine, despite the 'intensity' of the night before. On heavy legs, lame with exhaustion, I had stumbled into my bedroom, fallen on the bed, and undressed lying down, before rolling under the sheets. Somehow, in this whirring, mind-dead state, I had managed to brush my teeth - and quite comprehensively. 'Surely', I thought, lying awake in bed this morning, 'this is one of the greatest achievements of humanity.'  'If this much is within our grasp', my mind asserted with magnificent assurance, 'then what cannot be achieved?'

We can do it. That's what I say to you today. We can feed the poor. We can end poverty. We can mend the ills of our economy and create a just distribution of wealth. We can find a sustainable society, where energy and resource shortages are no longer a threat. We can end war and simmer down conflict. We can watch crime rates drop, as the foundational social problems are dismantled. Our children will  fraternize with children of all different backgrounds. Their imaginations and hopes will drown out the mere candles we hold today with a blinding light. 

People will say 'I love you' more often, and it will mean more than it has ever meant before. People will cross borders to embrace the people from other countries. They will spend little time pondering the past, which will seem so dark and foolish and alien. Humans will explore the stars, but will never find a stellar body that outshines what they have in their hearts.

I will produce an article every fortnight. Maybe.