Reading Is Alive And Well And Will

The Counterfeit Innovator Is Wildly Self-confident. The Real One Is Scared To Death.

You And I May Only Be Mortals, With All The Foolishness And Fallibility That That State Implies, But We're Mortals Made In The Image Of Heaven. The Gods Can't Do Their Work Without Us. So Let's Be Bold, In Their Cause And In Our Own. It's Our Job, We Humans, To Make Manifest That Which Is Unmanifest-and To Raise Into Consciousness, In This Material Dimension, That Which Had Been Known Before Only In Heaven.

When A Warrior Fights Not For Himself, But For His Brothers, When His Most Passionately Sought Goal Is Neither Glory Nor His Own Life's Preservation, But To Spend His Substance For Them, His Comrades, Not To Abandon Them, Not To Prove Unworthy Of Them, Then His Heart Truly Has Achieved Contempt For Death, And With That He Transcends Himself And His Actions Touch The Sublime. That Is Why The True Warrior Cannot Speak Of Battle Save To His Brothers Who Have Been There With Him. The Truth Is Too Holy, Too Sacred, For Words." -suicide (gates Of Fire)

If You Were Meant To Cure Cancer Or Crack Cold Fusion And You Don't Do It, You Not Only Hurt Yourself, Even Destroy Yourself. You Hurt Your Children, You Hurt Me, You Hurt The Planet. You Shame The Angels Who Watch Over You And You Spite God Almighty, Who Created You And Only You With Your Unique Gifts, For The Sole Purpose Of Nudging The Human Race One Millimeter Further Along Its Path Back To God.

The Gnostics Believed That Exile Was The Essential Condition Of Man. Do You Agree? I Do. The Artist And The Addict Both Wrestle With This Experience Of Exile. They Share An Acute, Even Excruciating Sensitivity To The State Of Separation And Isolation, And Both Actively Seek A Way To Overcome It, To Transcend It, Or At Least To Make The Pain Go Away. What Is The Pain Of Being Human? It's The Condition Of Being Suspended Between Two Worlds And Being Unable To Fully Enter Into Either.