I Am A Westerner Of Westerners!

But What Was A Body? Dust, Dung, Urine, Itches. It Was The Light Within Which Was Important, And It Was Not Significant If That Light Endured After Death, Or If The Soul Was Blinded Eternally In The Endless Night Of The Suspired Flesh.

I Gratefully Look Forward To Oblivion, But I Must Be Sure Of It

I Am Not Convinced That There Is Such A Thing As A Soul

One, If One Is Sensible, Blames Government, Not The Servers Of Government, Not Those Entangled In Their Governments.

We, Perhaps, Have Corrupted Our Children And Our Grandchildren By Heedless Affluence, By A Lack Of Manliness, By Giving The Younger Generation More Money And Liberty Than Their Youth Can Handle, By Indoctrinating Them With Sinister Ideologies And False Values, By Permitting Them, As Young Children, To Indulge Themselves In Imprudence To Superiors And Defiance Of Duly Constituted Authority, By Lack Of Prudent, Swift Punishment When The Transgressed, By Coddling And Pampering Them When They Were Children And Protecting Them From A Very Dangerous World.