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Neil Curtis Krause

AMERICA, GOD AND PLANET EARTH


 

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INTRODUCTION

Worte sind nur Worte. The power of words - one speaks, another remains silent; whose thoughts do you ponder? Spontaneous, outrageous, radical words immediately attract attention and reaction. Words fill the mind of man; they are man.

PROJECT ONE

America, God And Planet Earth. Encourage political leaders and others to include the ANDs in the following almost obligatory closing to public speeches: God Bless America AND The World AND All of Its Inhabitants. This is a free enterprise, i.e. if you agree with the self-evident merits of this project then send no money, JUST DO IT.

THE HISTORY OF MAN

The river flows down the course of least resistance; it's force is fear, and fear's children. The fount of fear is the clinging to life.

A RELUCTANT ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

I am part of this, this is my being: the shabbiness and the elegance, the knowing and not knowing, the persistent mystery, the ebbing awful beauty, the eternal dying, the dull busy-ness, eternal faith.

WHAT IF?

What if I learned not to be concerned about the duration of my existence, the duration of my children's existence, the duration of the human race, comprehending the incomprehensible, being loved. Would I be happier? healthier? more comprehending of the comprehensible? loved? What if I learned not to be concerned.

SAY HEY RENE

1. Where am I? Here, I think. 2. What time is it? Now, I think. 3. What am I thinking? Of past, present, or future here/nows, I think. 4. Doggone it I am and I AM, without a doubt, I think 5. I leave you, Dear Thinker, with a question: Where are you when you are asleep?

EMPIRICAL DATA

Five windows light the caverned man; through one he breathes the air. Through one hears music of the spheres; through one can look And see small portions of the eternal world. *** Wm. Blake thru Joyce Carey

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