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From The State Of The Uncarved Block Comes The Ability To Enjoy The Simple And The Quiet, The Natural And The Plain. Along With That Comes The Ability To Do Things Spontaneously And Have Them Work, Odd As That May Appear To Others At Times. As Piglet Put It In Winnie-the-pooh, "pooh Hasn't Much Brain, But He Never Comes To Any Harm. He Does Silly Things And They Turn Out Right."

Eeyore Religion Says That The Earth Isn't Worth Saving, Anyway, And That When It Comes To An End, The Faithful Will Be Transported Instantly To Heaven. No Problem. We'd Like To See Them Explain Things To Saint Peter At The Gate, When He Asks Them What They Did With The World That God Entrusted To Them. That Might Get A Bit Sticky.

If People Were Superior To Animals, They'd Take Good Care Of Them," Said Pooh.

Unfortunately Complaining Is One Thing Eeyores Are Not Afraid To Do. They Grudgingly Carry Their Thimbles To The Fountain Of Life, Then Mumble And Grumble That They Weren't Given Enough.

The Urge To Grow And Develop, Present In All Forms Of Life, Becomes Perverted In The Bisy Backson's Mind Into A Constant Struggle To Change Everything (the Bulldozer Backson) And Everyone (the Bigoted Backson) Else But Himself, And Interfere With Things He Has No Business Interfering With, Including Practically Every Form Of Life On Earth.