Words, Like Angels, Are Powers Which Have

By Seeing Differently, We Do Differently

We Are Human Less By Virtue Of Our Ideal Goals Than By The Vice Of Our Inferiority.

We Forget That The Soul Has Its Own Ancestors.

You Don't Attack The Grunts Of Vietnam; You Blame The Theory Behind The War. Nobody Who Fought In That War Was At Fault. It Was The War Itself That Was At Fault.

Rather Let Us Imagine The Anima Mundi As That Particular Soul-spark, That Seminal Image, Which Offers Itself Through Each Thing In Its Visible Form. Then Anima Mundi Indicates The Animated Possibilities Presented By Each New Event As It Is, Its Sensuous Presentation As A Face Bespeaking Its Interior Image - In Short, Its Availability To Imagination, Its Presence As Psychic Reality. Not Only Animals And Plants Ensouled As In The Romantic Vision, But Soul Is Given With Each Thing, God-given Things Of Nature And Man-made Things Of The Street.