A Sudden Gust: How Big The World

The Word Of God Came Down To Man As Rain To Soil, And The Result Was Mud, Not Clear Water. (bistami) Pg. 128

I Grew Up In A Utopia, I Did. California When I Was A Child Was A Child's Paradise, I Was Healthy, Well Fed, Well Clothed, Well Housed. I Went To School And There Were Libraries With All The World In Them And After School I Played In Orange Groves And In Little League And In The Band And Down At The Beach And Every Day Was An Adventure. . . . I Grew Up In Utopia.

Beauty Was The Promise Of Happiness, Not Happiness Itself; And The Anticipated World Was Often More Rich Than Anything Real.

The Sky Itself Is The Eighth Color Of The Rainbow, Spread Over The Whole Sky For Us, All The Time.

When Some French Were Assembling An Encyclopedia Of Paranormal Experiences, They Decided To Leave Déjà Vu Out, Because It Was So Common It Could Not Be Considered Paranormal.