This short idiom has been leaping and prancing through my mind, incessantly, the past weeks. Maybe months. Cavorting somewhere in the back rooms of my reason. Creating quite the ruckus as far as to keep me awake for days on end. It is a premise. My personal hypothesis. My supposition of what our world, and more specifically, our social structures and interactions should be based on. It’s not a creed I methodically live by, but it certainly is an aspiration of where I would like a (yes, this) society to advance towards. A little assist for evolution and illumination. A new Theory , if you will. Very presumptuous, I know but the current order is way more repulsive. So I will take my liberties here, in my tiny domain. Call me arrogant, I get called far worse every day. Let’s be honest. Nothing works. Let me correct that. Nothing that is touched and organised by human hands, works. It all breaks down the beauty of this pla