Driving I catch sight of the port of Piraeus, the small lighthouse, canopied tavernas, yacht and dinghy rocking like pendulums keeping time. Greece even in winter has the subterranean vibrancy of an ancient culture, I feel at peace.
Let tranquility reign from beginning to end of earth today and everyday so the weapons of war become silent evermore. Warfare has no purpose other than to establish the superior man, what will become when there is only one man remaining?
After thousands of years of fighting and war, human race realized peace and lived in harmony for ever after; that is, until the sun exploded and destroyed the Earth.
Isn’t that a nice story.
When I look at the sun as it settles under the horizon, I feel the end has come and peace I shall find until the hour the sun rises. Just then I’ll be thrilled at the thought of the fresh unexplored time in front of these sleepy eyes of mine.
Daniel sat on a grassy hillock overlooking the town and sighed contentedly, peacefully, as a lazy breeze caressed the grass around him. It was a good way to spend his last three minutes alive.