You Have No Sense Of Your True

Every Seemingly Arbitrary Destructive Action Is A Reaction Of The Organism To The Frustration Of A Gratification Of A Vital Need, Especially Of A Sexual Need.

Am I A Spaceman? Do I Belong To A New Race On Earth, Bred By Men From Outer Space In Embraces With Earth Women?

No Man-made Law Ever, No Matter Whether Derived From The Past Or Projected Onto A Distant, Unforeseeable Future, Can Or Should Ever Be Empowered To Claim That It Is Greater Than The Natural Law From Which It Stems And To Which It Must Inevitably Return In The Eternal Rhythm Of Creation And Decline Of All Things Natural.

You Think The End Justifies The Means, However Vile. I Tell You: The End Is The Means By Which You Achieve It. Today's Step Is Tomorrow's Life. Great Ends Cannot Be Attained By Base Means. You've Proved That In All Your Social Upheavals. The Meanness And Inhumanity Of The Means Make You Mean And Inhuman And Make The End Unattainable.

You Beg For Happiness In Life, But Security Is More Important To You, Even If It Costs You Your Spine Or Your Life. Your Life Will Be Good And Secure When Aliveness Will Mean More To You Than Security; Love More Than Money; Your Freedom More Than Party Line Or Public Opinion; When Your Thinking Will Be In Harmony With Your Feelings; When The Teachers Of Your Children Will Be Better Paid Than The Politicians; When You Will Have More Respect For The Love Between Man And Woman Than For A Marriage License.