Humans always seem to be discussing money, and their work for it, never the magic of existence, well almost never it seems to me. Clearly they must cover life sometimes. I often overhear conversation going on around me doing my thing, nothing, well I guess I don’t have a job at present so I’m excused from the mundane. I use the German word again, geld, money. We must be close to evolution when we no longer need to focus on the mundane, das geld. Humans look like monkeys going about the world, little families with children, to be born into a place devoid of critical and soulful thought should be terrifying for us. Ballerinas aren’t monkeys though. A macchiato my friend?