I've been tossing and turning vague ideas about, for posts, like a storm in a tea cup, which, as yet, has not settled. My thoughts are taken up with the tragedies of war and the awfulness of the wrath of nature, which, like war, wreaks havoc on communities and countries.
'Community' and 'country' are compound shorthand terms, which, seem to me to be useful third party non-emotive descriptions for talking about people like you and me. Communities are made up of people; like the men women and children, who have provided the life blood of the places that have been destroyed. Many of the people who have lived in those places have been destroyed too.
In our Time with Seneca
5 hours ago