If We Had More Time

There was a time not so very long ago when clopping horses and sighing sleighs and paddle splashing canoes, and then, later, trains and electric streetcars were the resounding heart of multicultural transportation. And local newspapers with indigenous, perennially planted village editors among ecoschooled one-room patriarchal chiefs competed only with local gossip in barber shops and beauty parlors for communicating hearts, listening among each democratic trusting, sometimes mistrusting, but rarely anti-trusting, other. These were slower and in some more nutritional ways more goodfaith experiential based and less indoors extracted, distracted from outdoor Earth voices singing resonance, preaching resilient multicultural climates of and for co-redeeming health as Original Intent of Paradise WinWin Wealth. There were these times when horses and sleighs, mules and oxen, cattle and pigs, camels and llamas, and then, later, bird flight imaginations, bikes and ecoschools and organic composting gardens, electric streetcars and trains were the heart of multicultural PositivEnergy communication.