I am on my bed, smoking cigarettes. The fan is on. I am rested and my foot feels fine but a bit painful. Or sensitive. I have been tortured before (in a mental hospital around 2006) but I have never ever been in a war or near it. I trust my life experience prepared me for whatever will happen in the next year. And praying too will continue to do just that. Mostly, I pray for the peaceful mind of everyone I know and beyond, in the world. For the whole of earth, where many wars have been raging for a very long time. May we face whatever will come with peace and bravery. May Buddha and Taras hear us when we supplicate them. Om tare tuttare ture svoha. Om tare tuttare ture svoha.

The last week really made me dream a lot. Pot contributed to this fact. It was kind of nice to be inspired by rebirth stories. My own and those of people I love. But now is the time to speak of the world out there too. Suddenly (but the corrosion of our values lead us worldly to this current state of affair), european and north american peace is at stake (last time, 1996 and also during Trump). I feel like it is my duty to reflect deeply about all this on a world spectrum. Here and abroad. I look at pictures of Ukrainians these days on tumblr and online. It is heartbreaking. Off they all go , escaping the bombs and tyranny as best they can unless they stay and fight to the death. It will be us soon. Meanwhile, let's think of each other around the world, and pray for peace with our neighbours, our family, our ennemies, our loved ones and all the human race and animal realms.