This episode is dedicated to all those who already know, have at some point felt, are fairly or possibly even dead sure that there is no evil.

Today for me is a cocoon day. I am packed into a sticky mould of sugary mist, surrounded by a layer of rainbow protection, invisible unless the light falls unto the outskirts of my cocoon in a particular way, tickling the tiny drops of fluid energy into response. Here sleeps the caterpillar. The little earth wyrme. The seed of potential.