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A reason to think
Do we worship the things we create?
Should we worship that which has created us?
Is that which we possess, really in the end
possessing us?
Can we understand our needs, from our wants?
A philosophy, a morality, pursuant of true happiness..
..and avoidance of unnecessary pain..
A purpose and reason for being..
Following one's own direction, using the heart
as one's own compass, that leads you back home again..
Reason is the midwife to the giving of birth to knowledge..
An rationality exposes the contradiction to therefore
bring us the truth..To be used for our benefit
of comfort and ease of living, efficiency and productivity..
My self is my most immediate concern, my happiness
is what gives me strength..My talents are what leads
me to where I am now..My true nature of being, without
let or hinder..to become through being..To see things,
from the perceptive of not just your known senses--
That of sight, sound, touch and taste..but, something more..
Something quite infinite..If reality exists without baring witness--
The only thing that limits us, is our own imagination..our own
prejudices of right and wrong..Our superstitious ways based on fear~~
~~the end of part 1
by Rick Weber
July 26, 2014
1800 hours
copy right reserved 2014
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Should we worship that which has created us?
Is that which we possess, really in the end
possessing us?
Can we understand our needs, from our wants?
A philosophy, a morality, pursuant of true happiness..
..and avoidance of unnecessary pain..
A purpose and reason for being..
Following one's own direction, using the heart
as one's own compass, that leads you back home again..
Reason is the midwife to the giving of birth to knowledge..
An rationality exposes the contradiction to therefore
bring us the truth..To be used for our benefit
of comfort and ease of living, efficiency and productivity..
My self is my most immediate concern, my happiness
is what gives me strength..My talents are what leads
me to where I am now..My true nature of being, without
let or hinder..to become through being..To see things,
from the perceptive of not just your known senses--
That of sight, sound, touch and taste..but, something more..
Something quite infinite..If reality exists without baring witness--
The only thing that limits us, is our own imagination..our own
prejudices of right and wrong..Our superstitious ways based on fear~~
~~the end of part 1
by Rick Weber
July 26, 2014
1800 hours
copy right reserved 2014
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