Somehow this year has really felt like Christmas.
I've felt a growing excitement and warmth since I came across that wonderful smell of warming dust when the central heating first comes on.
It makes me wonder and the resilience of Man and the incredibly cyclic nature of our environment.
I haven't paid that much attention to it, think that according to the Mayans tomorrow is the end of the world. I think some of the follows of
Nostradamus think that he predicted it too.
I'm sure we'll get through it. We're creatures of cycles; beginnings and endings, the birth, death and rebirth of ideas, boom and bust, even illness
(one way or another). We humans are amazingly resilient.
We know that if we get through the hard times that eventually something, anything, will turn things around. True or not, it's how we're built. It's
part of the way the world works, and because of this we've developed a kind of apophenia as a race and as individuals.
Is that bad? I don't think so. It's how we survive. I can't help feeling in awe of us, of the human race in general and in my friends in particular.
I count you mobloggers as my friends. We've shared our world-views through image for so many years.
I'll continue to celebrate all the way to the 5th of January. For me it's that time in the annual cycle that I dedicate to my friends.
I'm in awe of all of you.
(Posted on behalf of Dhamaka, who will be out of hospital later today).
Posted by Sprocket