They are the spies among us, the anonymous, silently watching, waiting, wondering who will turn next. They are are the occupiers of empty space and mind the gap between our lives and those who would do us harm.
Our feet planted their prints adjacent to the damn and there we touched a tipping point between sound and silence, both held each other in perfect equilibrium.
We the people... Lowly hearts are wizened to near oblivion in solitary, cellular confines, imprisoned by force of others will.
Much like ancient Rome, forces sowing destruction, discontent and division, plague the world, underpinned and undermined by an abundant wealth of inequality that arguably, in history, has had no equal.
Human trafficking - modern day slavery - of millions of women, girls, boys and men for slavery, sex, begging and organ transplants, among other uses and abuses, is an on-going global evil.
When we give freely of ourselves, that giving is the meaning of life. It is the end in itself.
Family life, some might say, is the true origin of Chaos Theory. Is our birth order a determinant of how we live our lives? I am not so sure.
There are 750 million people in the world, that's 1 in 9 of us who lack access to clean and safe water.
Fundamentally, because of uses now applied from the field of reproductive technologies the survival of our species is in jeopardy.
Copyright 2017 Philip A Oldfield - Author of cross genre psychological thrillers and romantic comedies, all with strong female protagonists
Exeter, Devon, England. All rights reserved.