Perhaps God Is Not Dead; Perhaps God

If I Hazard A Guess As To The Most Endemic, Prevalent Anxiety Among Human Beings-including Fear Of Death, Abandonment, Loneliness-nothing Is More Prevalent Than The Fear Of One Another.

A Psychiatrist Who Professes To Be A Healer Of Souls, But Who Keeps People Asleep, Treats Them For Waking Up, And Drugs Them Asleep Again (increasingly Effectively As This Field Of Technology Sharpens Its Weapons), Helps To Drive Them Crazy.

I, For Instance, Regard Any Particular Man As Finite, As One Who Has Had A Beginning And Who Will Have An End. He Has Been Born, And He Is Going To Die. In The Meantime, He Has A Body That Roots Him To This Time And This Place.

We Are Bemused And Crazed Creatures, Strangers To Our True Selves, To One Another, And To The Spiritual And Material World - Mad, Even, From An Ideal Standpoint We Can Glimpse But Not Adopt.

We Are Effectively Destroying Ourselves By Violence Masquerading As Love.