Got any change Mister?
Change is all there is
In this fragile life
Nothing real can stay
Our atoms stick
Then melt and part
And travel on their way
There was this kid with his obligatory dog and sleeping bag at the side of the pavement asking for change. That is what set my mind going.
All this universe knows is change. The laws of thermo-dynamics are going flat out.
We’ll all be dust!
Sometimes I think the rate of change in our society is madness. My Grandmothers grew up in a world that had dirt roads, gas lights, horse and carts and no cars. They lived to see men on the moon and space-stations.
The world we live in is changing so much as the world population spirals to seven billion on its way to ten, the forests disappear and wilderness is destroyed. Progress can be extremely negative.