As it is No 2.

This is how it is, that is what they all say about the serious states of affairs, or even the more than less frivolous ones - this is how it is among folk who during the periods when they are relating to one another, or when they are trying to disentangle themselves from one another's company, this is what folk find meaningful in the playground of the world - whether it be a world of moulded concrete or a world left as nature intended, that is without man's assistance - as it were - here on the surface of a planet which is moving neither too slow, nor too fast - that is suspended in an equilibrium in space, its positioning dependent on two forces - the gravitational field of the sun and the force of its own momentum - which each planet has - according to its mass and it's distance away from the solar force - how we may think it is - 'just so', and there might have been many more, some that peddled too fast and journeyed right out of the solar system, and some that peddled too slow and succumbed like the sticky stuff that Icarus used - to the powers of the sun, that almighty source of life sustaining energy, that force that gives us blue seas and skies here over the beaches of Clacton, Blackpool and Scarborough on its own days, this keeper of the all-together will - after a time become a red giant similar to those that gobble up all and sundry in story books; it will swallow us all up, or all that remains of us into a sharp radioactive porridge, however the time is not yet nigh, there is no sign that the judgement day is imminent, though what kind of judgement is it when the whole event is inevitable, as it is?

Copyright 1998 by Terry Miles.