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Medical Practice Is Not Knitting And Weaving And The Labor Of The Hands, But It Must Be Inspired With Soul And Be Filled With Understanding And Equipped With The Gift Of Keen Observation . . .

In The Realm Of Nature There Is Nothing Purposeless, Trivial, Or Unnecessary

We Each Decide Whether To Make Ourselves Learned Or Ignorant, Compassionate Or Cruel, Generous Or Miserly. No One Forces Us. No One Decides For Us, No One Drags Us Along One Path Or The Other. We Are Responsible For What We Are.

In Accordance With The Divine Wisdom, Genesis Can Only Take Place Through Destruction.

At Times The Truth Shines So Brilliantly That We Perceive It As Clear As Day. Our Nature And Habit Then Draw A Veil Over Our Perception, And We Return To A Darkness Almost As Dense As Before. We Are Like Those Who, Though Beholding Frequent Flashes Of Lightning, Still Find Themselves In The Thickest Darkness Of The Night.