The world spins on the axis of hope for a beautiful springtime filled with blossom and birdsong and I for one will believe only this shall come to pass. Neither cruel malevolent will nor ancient beliefs shall hinder this genesis of rebirth. For all about is changing in these rapidly expanding days and new growth bringing life begins burgeoning from every fibre of the world. It transformation from dark to light and cold to warm can only enthrall such as you and I. There is no great hand moving the world, no God nor other deities seeking our total submission. There is just you and I and a world gone mad in an ancient power struggle that seeks to justify all savagery on its dominion over reason. We must prevail for if we fail there truly will be no more springtime’s to come. Time for the world to leave religion and all its cruel notions in the past and step out into the sunshine free at last of its mediaeval nonsense and being no longer afraid of standing alone work together to make something better.