I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about this.
“Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
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I think this is a description of some kind of afterlife; a reward for the kind-hearted. And maybe it exists. Could it happen in real time? I’d like that a lot; it has simple requirements. The only drawback is all those who prefer a more aggressive life-style. But that won’t deter individuals from following that path. I don’t have guns or fancy locks and I donate to causes I believe in. But I’m in the minority, which is sad.
You had a good dream, though.