Endurance Of The Palms. Comments

A deeply touching poem--the boat of time has landed on empty island The calendar of the year is a month, and everywhere is a battle field nothing there resembles images of memory All roads lead to zero forever

The camping store manage just said to me 'get a trolley' and he filled it with gas canisters as well as a black bin liner as I said I'll put his generosity in the local papers, which I did. Then I got a local church to feed them. Probably one of the best thing I have ever done.

I found a homeless couple camping one Christmas who had one gas canister left. I got a camping store to donate over half their stock! ! Homelessness should never happen in the 22st century.

We have dark city tunnels here where bats fly over inhabitants heads. They let me take b&w photos of them to show local churches who only said ‘ah, there there, we'll pray for them.' Contd…