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All Religions Are Ultimately Cargo Cults. Adherents Perform Required Rituals, Follow Specific Rules, And Expect To Be Supernaturally Gifted With Desired Rewards Long Life, Honor, Wisdom, Children, Good Health, Wealth, Victory Over Opponents, Immortality After Death, Any Desired Rewards.

Beware: Ignorance Protects Itself. Ignorance Promotes Suspicion. Suspicion Engenders Fear. Fear Quails, Irrational And Blind, Or Fear Looms, Defiant And Closed. Blind, Closed, Suspicious, Afraid, Ignorance Protects Itself, And Protected, Ignorance Grows.

Well, Writing Was What I Wanted To Do, It Was Always What I Wanted To Do. I Had Novels To Write So I Wrote Them.

A Workshop Is A Way Of Renting An Audience, And Making Sure You're Communicating What You Think You're Communicating. It's So Easy As A Young Writer To Think You're Been Very Clear When In Fact You Haven't.

Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. There Is A Time For Silence. A Time To Let Go And Allow People To Hurl Themselves Into Their Own Destiny. And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It's All Over.