the creative juice squeeze

These are the results of my good friend squeezing her soul:

seeing is believing or believing is seeing no matter how it goes or where you happen to be in the world at the moment in time and if i saw what i believed than i would see a world where there is no deadline and no nine to five and no outrageous airline fees to prevent me from going to where i want to go when i want to go and who i may want to go there with and i would see a world where people do not die by the hundreds of thousands from diseases that are preventable and i would see a world where drugs that are needed are infinately cheaper than the lives that are taken. i might see a world where justice rules supreme as i travel by hot-air-balloon and i might even see international acts of compassion and if i look close enough i might be able to discern a world that exists without the concept of Quid-Pro-Quo and i might even see the brotherhood of humanity and of life.

but if i believed what i saw then i might not see any of those things instead only seeing things gotten in exchange for other things with not even a care paid toward those who toil and struggle and suffer from those wink-wink nod-nod exchanges and i would only hear hyperbole and double-speak from independently contracted think-tanks and i would see only the sullen defeated looks on the faces of people that have been tricked by the priorities in life that others have insisted upon placing on all of us and from my hot-air-balloon i would see thousands of species of flora and fauna go extinct as i pass overhead and i would hear languages and dialects that tell the story of vernacular evolution and beauty extingiush and cease to exist as i pass overhead.

from my hot-air-balloon i would see a costa rican feverishly reading and passing along my "dontated" copy of Ishmael and i would see my friends surfing the coast of costa rica and i would schools of hundreds of hammerhead sharks swimming in the seas below and i would see olive-ridley turtle hatchlings make it safely into the water as they struggle to begin their lives that last for so long i would see poachers being poached for poaching big cats for skins in india and tibet i would see reef systems being rebuilt and preserved and i would see that the last 600 ethiopian wolves in africa-the last wolves in africa-live on and on and on and on and from high above in my hot-air-balloon i swear that i could see sri lanka and sumantra and the pakistani region devestated by earthquake and the city of new orleans and its citizens standing proudly again.

the most amazing thing that i have seen on my travels in my hot-air-balloon by far are the flushed faces of each and everyperson on the planet having just been infused with the lifeblood of hope realizing that we are the answers to the problems of the world which is why ive descended from my hot-air-balloon to roll up my sleeves to help.

-Kate Singer