This Spring, I decided that Covid-19 has affected our lives such that Our Lines of Social Contact are physically disconnected. So, how do we shape our lives from now on since Mutants appear every so often, unexpectedly?
This year's winter has been full of lockdowns; began to think, we'd be in isolation for a long time.
Form leads to Function or Function prompts Form. We won't know unless we introduce Design.
The astronaut is aware of the distance from his space capsule to earth is far.
"From a distance we all have enough. And no one is in need. And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease. No hungry mouths to feed", Midler writes her lyrics, "From A Distance".
"From a distance: We are instruments.
Marching in a common band: Playing songs of hope.
Playing songs of peace: They are the songs of every man".
Meanwhile, the astronaut remembers that while in space, he wonders whether God is watching him while he watches mother earth. He can't figure out how though.
"God is watching us".
"God is watching us".
"God is watching us".
"From a distance".
The astronaut remembers this chorus from Midler's song, "From a distance".
He also wonders why people call earth "mother". He thinks about his own mother and how she had a difficult birth; he was prematurely born, but he grew up to be the tallest child in her family.
Nature, it seems to him, is a planet of wonder. It is also like an open tableau where the writing is evident to the common eye. Yet, the invisible ink distinguishes any difference between the gift of discernment and the ability to discriminate.
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