You Are Horror And Beauty In Rare

A Tree Cannot Grow In Its Parents' Shadows.

A Victim Of God May, Through Learning Adaption, Become A Partner Of God, A Victim Of God May, Through Forethought And Planning, Become A Shaper Of God. Or A Victim Of God May, Through Shortsightedness And Fear, Remain God's Victim, God's Plaything, God's Prey.

He Was Like Me - A Kindred Spirit Crazy Enough To Keep On Trying.

Belief Initiates And Guides Action - Or It Does Nothing.

We Need The Stars... We Need Purpose! We Need The Image The Destiny To Take Root Among The Stars Gives Us Of Ourselves As A Purposeful, Growing Species. We Need To Become The Adult Species That The Destiny Can Help Us Become! If We're To Be Anything Other Than Smooth Dinosaurs Who Evolve, Specialize And Die, We Need The Stars.... When We Have No Difficult, Long-term Purpose To Strive Toward, We Fight Each Other. We Destroy Ourselves. We Have These Chaotic, Apocalyptic Periods Of Murderous Craziness.