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Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinions starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often, it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.

Love Actually, Prime Minister David (Hugh Grant)

Flight over Hill inlet/ Whitehaven Beach. Amazing!

I’m not mad at all. I’m just differently sane.

Ella Eyre [Deeper]    ….#TheEclecticSocietyMovement

For the wretched of the earth there is a flame that never dies Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise