Waging War Is Not A Primary Physical

We Are Nature. We Are Nature Seeing Nature. The Red-winged Blackbird Flies In Us.

One Can Find Traces Of Every Life In Each Life.

At The Museum A Troubled Woman Destroys A Sand Painting Meticulously Created Over Days By Tibetan Monks. The Monks Are Not Disturbed. The Work Is A Meditation. They Simply Begin Again.

But Still, The Other Voice, The Intuitive, Returns, Like Grass Forcing Its Way Through Concrete.

Philosophy Means Nothing Unless It Is Connected To Birth, Death, And The Continuance Of Life. Anytime You Are Going To Build A Society That Works, You Have To Begin From Nature And The Body.