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What if there was no\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 divide?<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n by Jane Burn<\/em><\/p>\n What if life, for so many of us\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 wasn\u2019t a chasm?
You only have a basic understanding.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It\u2019s complex <\/em>\u2013
not quite as simple as that.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em>What would the famished
do with money, after all?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 They\u2019d only spend it.<\/em>
Yes. On food\/rent\/bills\/clothes\/\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Pay back those loans
and learn what it means to be free.\u00a0\u00a0 Imagine the weight of worry
sloughed, the heavy skin of debt\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 gone. Imagine not being
afraid of the post, your card never\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 being declined at the till.
A holiday, bus fare, un-cracked glass.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Imagine a shared and fair
level peg of healthcare\/education.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Imagine enough.
What are all those billion billions for?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I sat and watched
the plush and pearly claim of dawn\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 and rich or poor,
I saw it with the same eyes.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Perhaps I even saw it more,
for these are the only jewels I own.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I have an <\/em>Eden already<\/em>,
I think, at times like these. I have\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 a 21st<\/sup> century dream
of a place where the sun\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 always rises in colours of hope \u2013
where the dusk does not lower\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 its flames upon lack and want.
In my envisioning, there is\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 a tax of kindness and you
must pay it forward. You make\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 each other happy, simple as.
Everyone has a garden \u2013\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 nature is greeted like a best friend
and there are no better parts,\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 no worser parts, no gated havens
where you fool yourself out\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 of the world, shuck responsibility
like dew from a wet pelt.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 No postcode lottery schools,\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
no forgotten corners of decay.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Children are not pared thin by need,
their small angels are not\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 an unfortunate consequence of
budget\/back-slappy bonuses\/\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 deliberate squandering of the poor.
Their ghosts do not haunt those\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 hoarded gluts of avaricious cash.
Parks are more important\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 than shopping malls for this place
has learned the lessons\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 of our plastic past. Trees are worshipped
for their miracle strength.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 People say good morning<\/em>.
People smile.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It has made such a difference,
now that there are no have\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 or have-nots. Envy and greed
are burdens that we\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 happily shed. Equality
is our favourite song.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Above the great entrance arch to this
brave new world,\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 two words are carved and kept
on a great crown of honest stone.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Welcome, Everyone<\/em>.<\/p>\n