It is easy to piss and to moan. Make a change, instead. If the evils where you are deprive you of choice, flee to a land – wherever that might be – where flowering mystery surrenders itself to the takers, where new fires are and colours unseen, phantasms by the thousands weightless, which will to be made manifest to you. If that is your destiny, it will find you. It has no other choice. Surely, there will be evils there, too, but they will be new to you. How? First, you must believe in the calling of the alternative you seek. Then you must make a move in that direction. Motivation – impetus – momentum. Nothing begins ’til you get there.