Outside my hotel window, past a scattering of palm trees, lies a beautiful white sand beach and the crystal-clear warm water of the South Pacific. Every morning I wake up and walk the length of the crescent bay, the ocean on one side and monolithic hotels decaying in the salty air on the other. The weather fluctuates between the scorching equatorial sun and bouts of tepid tropical rain.
Reading this in conjunction with "The Mind Parasites" was complimentary. That human beings are assailed by malignant forces, attacking the best and worst of us. Yet we must not despair, for our minds can combat them with a vigor that exists within. An overwhelming treasure trove of the Divine can be drawn upon at any moment. Once again you knocked it out of the park.
Reading this in conjunction with "The Mind Parasites" was complimentary. That human beings are assailed by malignant forces, attacking the best and worst of us. Yet we must not despair, for our minds can combat them with a vigor that exists within. An overwhelming treasure trove of the Divine can be drawn upon at any moment. Once again you knocked it out of the park.
Excellent post, as usual.