
Friends, after my announcement that I think I’m a misanthrope, I came across this photograph.
It lessens my fears about humans, my concern about human evil and depravity, at least temporarily.
Hope you like it as much as I do!
Peace!

Friends, after my announcement that I think I’m a misanthrope, I came across this photograph.
It lessens my fears about humans, my concern about human evil and depravity, at least temporarily.
Hope you like it as much as I do!
Peace!
Lovely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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What decides what you and I become, is a lot more interesting – than -.misanthrope, anything else or not.
I’m quite relaxed as long as people expose/uncover their possible dark/bad sides. but, one should be be suspicious immediately, when some people , e.g. (Arians, Hitler Germany) , tell you how great (they think) they are !.
I love, and could not live this life without animals ! – the same, I could say about human beings.
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Most people would kill this later or don’t care. This is a hideous side of humans.
At the core, animals are much smarter than humans but don’t have a defense mechanism against them, sort of like the few decent people
They and elk are daily visitors here, after the spring snow melt, and a wonderful thing, along with the Juncos, Nut Hatches, Chickadees, Ravens, and on. The deer trust us here, as they should but when they go back into the national forest, they don’t understand.
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Catauro, John and Ken, thank heavens there are humans who are touched by this wonderful photograph which could be titled “TRUST”.
I guess the last species I would trust would be humans.
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at first it made me smile, then I worried about where it’s mom was & why it’s so skinny.
This is the real me, I never see anything as just simply beautiful for very long, wish I could.
Really wish all the terrible possibilities didn’t bedevil me all the time.
Its all good, its all love.
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Come on David! Don’t go soft on me now! My user name isn’t virtual non-entity by choice. I was a bleeding-heart inactivist for nearly fifty years and then I decided to go out and change the world. Ten years later, beaten and bloodied, I’ve come to the realization that I most likely never changed a single individuals thinking. You, my friend, are fast becoming my last hope. Keep doing what you do. Don’t quit on me now!
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David, on a lighter note, there was a time I thought I wanted to be a philanthropist. When I figured out I’d never be able to afford it, I became a philanderer instead. Now I think I’m a philanthro-pissed! Peace, but don’t #$%^ around!
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The possibilities in everything are the curse of the truth-seeker, Kate. We see the glass as being half-full and half-empty!
Clever pseudonym, VR! The battle to change minds is wearying, I must admit. It seems to be a one-step forward, two-steps back progression.
Part of me wants to keep fighting and part of me says: it’s time to beat a retreat.
P.S. I’ve been here before! Many times.
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Beautiful! I love it…
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