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‘We, the terribly rich, we too have the potential to shape the world. We don’t have to be satisfied with fucking it.’ This is the place for millionaires & billionaires to boost their imaginations for planet & people, an offer by @charlie-alice-raya.org.

Pine tree canopy, shot taken from below.
Two seagulls on a roof, looking at each other.
Yellow, orange lichen.
Red, entangled twigs coated in a thick layer of ice.
‘I take a very simple attitude towards the so-called elite. If they were great and clever people, we wouldn’t be in all this mess.’ quoted from book 2, travelling, part 2, by Charlie Alice Raya
Grasses and yellow wildflowers.
Old tree, shot from below, featuring a massive branch with thick canopy, photo, as usually on this account: Charlie Alice Raya
Several kinds of lichen on bush twigs.
Wide shot, moonlit night, lit sea bridge and village, Seebad Ahlbeck.
Waves of the ocean, camera slowly tilting to the right.
Wild patch of an old forest creek.
Dwarf beeches.
Autumn view of a lake, Wolgaster See.
Splashing waves at beach.
Miniature coastline formed by wind and algae at the beach.
Some eight or nine yards away, a hunched figure sat in the sand, cross-legged, his back leaning against a low sand- coloured wall. He looked like an Asian monk. But this was Africa. It was burning hot and dusty and yellow. Alice shook her head. She was sitting in the sand too, Devery and Andy were on either side of her, their eyes fixed on the monk, their faces excited. Alice asked them what the monk was doing here. But they didn’t answer. Didn’t they hear her? She tried again. No reaction. Instead they threw another question to the monk as if they were throwing a banana to a monkey. Alice looked at the monk again, and his big mouth turned into a grin, revealing large teeth. ‘What is good and evil?’ Devery repeated keenly. ‘There’s no such thing,’ retorted the monk. ‘It is a simplification at best. There is stupidity. An awful lot of it. But that's mendable if people put their minds to it. Stupidity is laziness of thought — and misinformation. The savage has sway over—’ the monk dropped his head with a snigger. ‘Over what?’ Andy shouted excitedly. But the monk didn’t react. ‘The savage has sway over the human?’ Devery called. The monk lifted his head again. ‘Oh, yes!’ ‘What’s wrong with the savage?’ Andy pressed on. �
Waves rolling onto the beach.
Blurred, whirled lines, trees still distinguishable. photo: Charlie Alice Raya
A birch and an oak entangled.
Can we, at least, enjoy the party, tonight, please? I’m glad you’re staying for it.’ With a tiny smile on her face, Princess Reema nodded. Raha returned the smile and was just about to open her front door when she heard voices outside. Someone was saying: ‘The rich have access to the best education. How come they are so stupid?’ With fire in her eyes and a smile on her face, Raha opened her door, stepped out, and said to the two surprised people in the corridor: ‘Education and arrogance often go hand in hand. It’s a combination which results in stupidity. That’s something we need a solution for. Also, we rich learn to parrot what people have written down. We don’t learn to explore what we can discover if we observe and analyse what we find. I have to thank my aunt and uncle for teaching me to think, not my very expensive tutors. Had I listened to my tutors, I would be reiterating the narrative of seeking and defending status above all, instead of understanding the hollowness of such endeavours and the waste of our potentials if gold and power is all we seek. We, the terribly rich, we too have the potential to shape the world. We don’t have to be satisfied with fucking it.’ Reema gave an indignant shriek. Skye gaped. And Daria laughed out loud: ‘It’s a pleasure meeting you, princess.’ Raha smiled, shook hands with Skye and Daria, and grimaced when she caught Reema’s eyes. With a sigh Raha said to Skye and Daria: ‘This is Princess Reema, my cousin. She is worried that the people in this house are dangerous and bad company.’ ‘Really?’ Skye said, looking curiously at Princess Reema. �
blue sea, a single swan flying in the distance