Wonderland is a sanctuary, as humble as any corner of creation. It is the harken light of dawn and the symphony of eventide hues. It is the moment of quiet reflection on a task well achieved. It is the sense of inner peace that can only come of being your best self.
Perhaps paradise was always a gamble for two, to take the chance of real love full realising the price of loss.
We can make paradise right where we are, look around, we have love and everything each other needs. What d'ya say?
If you are with me, we have a chance for real paradise. If you are not, then I don't care. Let another make it.
If one cannot expand one's love for the simple beetle or foliage, then paradise will never be paradise for you.
The money-nexus is the asking price of paradise and we must pay it in full if we are to move into the love-nexus. Change is challenging, but swapping dysfunction for function should be sufficient motivation.