The human body is a miracle of nanotechnology that far exceeds the advances of modern science. The good news is that nutritional science is unfolding new discoveries in cellular nutrition and the wonders of natural healing. Science cannot create life. Only life can complement life.

There is a world of education that needs to open for consumers. They must be able to visualize a miracle of a single cell, basic structures and functions. They must equally visualize what happens to the cell when encountering “good guy nutrients” or faced with “bad guy nutrients.” …

The Wild West Frontier has come to the Space Age where billionaire cowboys flaunt their supersonic weaponry hanging from holsters of extreme wealth studded with profligate excess. Right now, their high noon duel is livestreamed to see who is first or farthest. Or the reason why Virgin Galactic shares soared by beating Jeff Bezos by 9 days.

And the media excitedly streams these pioneers of interplanetary travel hoping to set the way for more passengers, explorations and visionary thinking. Or is any kind of private scientific advancement another means to enhance their private fortunes? …

Ode To Nature’s Noxious Invasion … the Canadian Thistle

For strange reasons Nature has a noxious invading plant species …

Spreads through seeds and roots to smother native vegetation;

It can grow two meters tall at maturity with purple pompom flowers

Producing more than a thousand seeds dispersed by wind and contact;

Spiny leaves with sharp barbs, extensive creeping root generation,

Spread vigorously, crowding, reducing quality crops and rangeland;

No control technology for widespread eradication except herbicides

Or cutting off at the base, without pulling out roots … the smallest bit

Regrows only more weeds, more establishment, more noxious energy.

Beware the human thistle rooting its lies and barbed…

From seed to seedling to young plant, eager leaves facing sun,

Beginning roots transplanted into new soil to grow tall

And worthy to fulfill the promise of ripe, juicy tomatoes;

But it took one glaring half-moon’s frosty breath minus one degree

To turn its plant cells into ice crystals and disrupt life’s flow

To lie ragged on the dirt, the fruit of frozen dreams forgotten.

The natural world has a heartbeat, a pulse, a self-preservation

To connect for common survival set at a seasonal default

Blamelessly disrupted by weather and climate extremes.

So how do people prepare for life’s inevitable…

Last week, a dropped strawberry shake splattered on the pavement

Leaving a permanent smear that can’t be hose-nozzled away;

Must ask, what is it? 16 grams of saturated fats, 100 grams of sugar, mono and diglycerides,

Cellulose and guar gums and carrageenan surpassing the daily carb limits.

Must wonder how this sticky stuff fills the bloodstream if it’s unremovable?

But what’s worse are the slurs meant to hurt others by malice,

Malice, like a swift sword, decapitates the soul of good intentions,

Cracking deep scars of lack of empathy, without self-defence;

Smearing vindictive half truths and lies over a kind…

Who has not looked at a newborn baby girl and marvelled at the perfect creation of humanity? The precious face, arms, legs, little fingers with near transparent fingernails and tiny toes. Who hasn’t looked at a little girl and marvelled at her innocence, openness to listen and learn and the genuine warmth that generates the love that’s all accepting and transcendent?

Who hasn’t wished that each little girl will grow up through teen challenges to become a young responsible woman to motherhood herself as one of the most important roles she will ever have to give birth and pass on…

Today I have another chance to remember my dear mother and grandmother. I hope in your spiritual world you can hear me because in my mind I hear your voice and words. Sometimes it doesn’t matter you are gone for almost 20 years now, my throat stills chokes up because your memories are alive and your kind smiles are still missed so much.

Easy nostalgia looks back at how things used to be. You were Dad’s life partner and even if you complained about sore knees or being tired his meals were always prepared, laundry done and house work cleaned…

So here we sit, a generation watching life’s purpose lit with changes

As rituals of cults blaze higher, rejecting progress, ignoring their failures;

A suicide watch on a planetary level from human blunders,

As powerbrokers downplay the coming heat of climate change.

Rising smoke hazes intellect, scientists and truth seekers;

Doubtful success myths scintillate as distrust and paranoia flare;

As the conflagration spreads violence, despising democratic victories;

And ashes of scapegoats flicker from immigrants and foreigners.

Now, add more combustion as profound failure and fantastical delusions,

The biggest lie to deny what we undeniably see … “just hugs and kisses…