WHEN
DO THE SAINTS
COME
MARCHING IN?
A Commentary On Sainthood;
What It Is And What It Ain’t.
By Izzy Ess Of Saintliness
Monsignor
Nicholas had died. His mourners were but
twelve, enough to have six pall-bearers and 6 walkers who wring their hands in
shows of grief when they don’t even know who he is. Rumour had it that the Holy Father was quite
generous and liked to give small gifts to everyone at Christmas time. This was much like Monsignor Valentine who liked
to send out messages for Love when all about him was but Hate and Lust, Revenge and Sloth, Anger, Gluttony and Greed. Monsignor Valentine picked the Ides of
February to send out his missives and drew a heart so simply with single stroke
or cut that it became the heart we all know so well, as in “I {Heart} NY!” Of course, the real heart is not shaped like
a Valentine’s heart; it is globular and looks much like a puppy’s head with two
small ears bending forward, the “auricles,” the ears, even though the heart
does not have ears! And, the heart is
really a central structure which has grown forward and enlarged normally to
fall to the left. The dog and horse who
spend most of their time up on four legs, have a central heart which falls
forward, rather than to the left. Most
birds have anatomy so similar to mammals except that their hearts tend to fall
to the right, instead of to the left. I
believe that a bird‘s circulatory system is a mirror image of a mammal’s
featured by a forward flopping of its developing heart to the left, whereas the
bird’s, is to the right, eh?
Nicholas
and Valentine were beatified and later promoted to Saints, by the Cardinals at
the Vatican who decided that they had performed miracles which could be
documented. Personally, I don’t know what
the evidence of miracles was, but I’m always re-assured that there are
stringent rules for evidence of miraculous activity. I’m assuming both St. Nicholas and St.
Valentine had cured some folks of their fatal illnesses or had caused the sun
or moon to change its course across the skies or had done something which could
be substantiated as a miracle. As far as
I know, no miracles have been as spectacular as the ones attributed to Our
Saviour, Jesus, who regularly restored sight in folks who were blind, and
brought dead folks to life, even after they’d been dead for some time, like
Lazarus, his kin. Jesus was reportedly
able to quell storms, walk on water and multiply breads and fishes to feed a
multitude instead of only one or two.
Perhaps we don’t see as many miracles as we used to since in this modern
age we have cameras and all sorts of recording devices which show the truth of
things which would not allow for fudging of the truth to simulate a
miracle. I suppose it could be done
because of the old adage that has been changed.
It used to be said that, “Cameras never lie!” In the face of air-brushing and lighting tricks,
it can now be said that, “Cameras always lie!”
I’m guessing the truth is somewhere in between…
Whatever,
Valentine and Nicholas are now established Saints which makes me wonder why,
though Jesus did perform many miracles, He is never designated as a Saint, as
far as I can tell. I’ve heard Jesus
referred to as Our Saviour, The Only Son of the God of Abraham and to a once
mortal Man who made the extreme sacrifice to save all the rest of us from
damnation and perdition, when the Second Coming comes. In another area, most kids think of
television as a miracle. Most adults
have no idea how broadcasting works, so they must also think that it is
miraculous to be able to see a football game being played in New York City on
their screen, in their home, when they live in Seattle.
I’m
very curious about most things, especially those that seem miraculous. As a kid, I opened all my sister’s doll’s
heads to see how they open and close their eyes when you lie them down or sit
them up. I was given a valuable original
Edison Dictaphone machine. My curiosity
about how the tubular recording device was spun at the exact same speed as
other such machines, which would allow for accurate sound reproduction, was
satisfied when I found a device called a regulator, which explained how the
speed of recording could be standardized from machine to machine. I didn’t need a “miracle” to explain the
regulated speed of the recording and reproducing machines. Electronic devices are not as easily opened
and analyzed. It does appear miraculous
that internet and television, radio and video games exist and operate without
so much as touching them, at all!
It
may perhaps be the opposite of miraculous that in this day and age of
television and electronic media, thousands of people are still killed in
genocidal cleansing raids and border skirmishes, without public knowledge,
until it is much too late to stop the killing and annihilation of helpless men
and women and children. Do the murderers
feel that they are invisible or invincible, or do they feel that no one will
discover the mass graves and evidence of atrocities and evidence of the
identity of the murderers? And what of
the witnesses that hear the screams and see the deaths of innocents? Do they think that they don’t need to stop
the atrocities because the authorities will find out sooner or later and punish
the perpetrators swiftly and appropriately?
Do they think they are safe because they have been given special
dispensation from some unknown hero who will miraculously protect them? I don’t know!
In
one of my favourite books, “Davida,” by Chiam Potek, an old Jewish, Eastern
European man keeps repeating that “Jews” are being murdered in Eastern Europe
and no-one hears the screams. He
repeatedly checks the ears of his American relatives to try and find the little
birds that are chirping and drowning out the screams of helpless, captured,
enslaved Jews as they are being systemically exterminated and murdered without
anyone stepping up and objecting or trying to stop the heartless
murderers. In another book or movie
about the torture and murder of herded Jews, a man listens to an account of
three or four murderers who hang a Jewish prisoner from a tree in winter time
and pour water on him until he freezes to death, and yet the hundreds of Jews
that are watching with horror do nothing to stop the atrocity. The man asks the story teller, “How many Jews
were there and how many Germans were there?” as if to establish that hundreds
of Jews could have overwhelmed the few German murderers and overwhelmed them,
but no one stepped forward and objected.
No one led an uprising which surely would have stopped the murderers by
sheer force of overwhelming numbers, perhaps a 100 to 1 majority of captives
over jailors. Yes, it might have meant
the death of a few more Jews, but surely it would have stopped, even
temporarily, the murder of a few hundred Jews that seemed to be helpless under
the horror of the situation.
At
the famous Nuremberg Trials, where German after German testifies that he knew
nothing about a plan for mass extermination of the Jews. Almost all of them arrogantly insist that
they were just following orders from their leader, Adolf Hitler. Adolf Eichmann went to far as to declare that
the trial itself was illegal and that the “rules of war” meant killing was
“normal!” Adolf Eichmann was a famous
German lawmaker under Adolf Hitler. He
insisted that no laws were broken under the law. He insisted that a soldier that follows
orders, must be applauded, not singled out and called a criminal. The German lawyers for the high ranking Nazis
consistently felt that the trial itself was illegal. Luckily, the Americans were not about to
declare a mistrial or allow the proceedings to deteriorate because of
technicalities about whether or not the proceedings were ethical.
In
the long history of civilizations on this Earth, perhaps going back a million
years or more, there have always been border skirmishes and territorial
disputes. Capturing of enemies has
probably been the norm. Some torture and
mutilation of enemies has probably occurred.
The systematic extermination of large populations seems to be a modern
phenomenon. Even the allegoric expulsion
of the Jews from Egypt was not associated with mass murder, although it seems
to have been threatened. The Angel of
Death allegory was supposed to have represented the death of all first born
baby boys of Egypt, a way of suppressing the lines of succession to the
leadership of Ramses II. The murders
were not carried out by men but by agents of the Hebrew God of Abraham. Even the Egyptians that were drowned in the
Red Sea “parting and re-parting” phenomenon was done by Moses under the
direction of his God. In the desert, the
Egyptian Jews complained about the hardships of living in the desert when they
had such posh lives back in Egypt. While
Moses, their leader, was atop Mount Sinai receiving first hand rules of
behaviour from God, Himself, the discontented Jews melted Egyptian gold to make
idols and worshipped them; this was totally against the wishes of Moses who was
taking down the new laws which included, “Thou shalt have no false idols!” or
something to that effect. Moses was so
upset, apparently, that he smashed the tablets of the Ten Commandments and ran
back up the mountain to ask his God about how he should proceed. God issued a simple command: “Kill them
all!” So, apparently, Moses, Aaron,
Jethro, Miriam and perhaps others, took up their swords and killed the 3000
complainers in their sleep. As far as I
know about Biblical History, this is the first instance of ethnic cleansing
carried out, allegorically, in the Name of God, the Creator, who presumably
foresaw the whole situation. Moses could
then continue, under the influence of his God, the inscription of the other 613
Rules and Regulations, under which the Jews must act and live, for forty years
in the desert, or else face disfavour by a Jealous God, which meant the threat
of death, or exile, which was tantamount to death.
I’m
guessing there were mass graves at Jericho and other cities that resisted the Jews
as they marched toward the Promised Land.
When they were defeated by the Babylonians, the Jews were enslaved but
not systematically killed. In fact,
there are many instances where enslaved Jews rose to very high positions within
the Mesopotamian and Babylonian and Persian countries to which they were
dispersed after Solomon’s temple was destroyed and the Ark and the Covenant
that God made with the Jews was either lost or destroyed. Some believe that the Sacred Scrolls were
actually read and used by the future Iranis and Iraqis, Syrians and Lebanese to
write their own set of laws which would eventually show up in the Moslem Koran. After all, Esther became the Queen of Persia
while Daniel and Mordechai became Prime Ministers, just as Joseph had risen in
the ranks from slavery to be the very powerful Minister of Agriculture in
Egypt, a reason to think that the Egyptian Jews were wealthy and powerful,
living in the Land of Nod, the most fertile part of Egypt, the Nile Delta part
of the Fertile Crescent, I believe.
Within
the Book of Esther in the Old Testament, a singularly peculiar part of the
Hebrew Bible, which may have been written by a Persian Jew, there was a Persian
prime minister who paid in silver pieces for the murders of Jews. It was a surreptitious bounty paid by Haman,
who was a Minister for Xerxes, the King of Persia, who was having marital
problems. Mordechai, the ward and uncle
of Esther, a very young Jewish harem girl, approached Esther and told her of
the danger that the Jews were in, and asked her to approach the King and tell
him that his Minister was having Jews killed for a bounty of silver
pieces. At the risk of losing her own
life, Esther confronted Xerxes and told him of what his minister was
doing. Xerxes became angry, apparently,
and had Haman executed and replaced him with Mordecai and married Esther so
that she became his Queen.
I’ve
been speculating recently, that the other story of a teenage harem girl who
becomes the Queen of Persia, Scheherazade, is so similar that they may have
been the same. In the Legend of Arabian
Nights, Scheherazade spins a tale that keeps her from being murdered by a
Sultan who is accustomed to having a young virgin brought to him each evening
for his sexual pleasure, only to have her killed in the morning so that a new
teenage girl could be made available for the Pasha, for the next evening of
pleasure for him. The Sultan is so
enthralled by the stories, that he keeps her alive for 1,001 nights to hear the
continuation of the fascinating tales she tells. He falls in love with the young virgin and
makes her his Queen. The stories are
distinctly Arabian, and are familiar to all of us as Aladdin and the Magic
Lamp, Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves and Sinbad the Sailor. Of course, the phrase, “Open Sesame!” is
known to just about everyone as the secret command used by Ali Baba to open his
secret caves for the safety and the storage of his ill-begotten treasures.der
of
Is it not the time for the saints and
saintes to come amarchin’ in? After the
unreasonable murder of tens of millions of Allies and perhaps thrice as many
enemies of the Allies, isn’t it about time!?
Where are the Saviours of Humanity and the Flora and the Fauna of this
Lower Firmament of Ours? Are there
any? If there are, NOW’S THE TIME,
EH? PLEASE! We all have the destructive power to wipe the
entire planet clean a thousand times over!
Polio has been re-introduced.
Who’s responsible for the new release of polio viruses? Why aren’t the perps being punished and
identified. Japan’s waters are now laden
with deadly radioactivity. Stop it,
now! Rockets can be made to fly in all
directions now and all are loaded with deadly weapons of mass destruction! Hey, wait!
I’m innocent. Everyone is
innocent and vulnerable to all those agents.
Why aren’t the folks who are listening to all the other leaders, doing
something about it? Why are the leaders
still willing to play chicken with the rest of us? Why haven’t the laden rockets pointed at
everyone been destroyed, once and for all?
Why haven’t we emasculated all the leaders with fragile egos? WE KNOW WHO THEY ARE! THEY KNOW WHO THEY ARE! WHAT GIVES?
Is money and property still the driving force for all the leaders? Is paranoid schizophrenia still the most
successful personality of all the leaders?
Is hypervigilence de rigeur to be a world leader? Why haven’t we applied the best there is to
offer in terms of cognitive and behavioural modification? And, where are Jesus and Gabriel when you need
them?
Ah,
so many hard question and so many easy answers.
Certainly, 99.99% of people can overwhelm 00.01% of the world’s people
who have their fingers on the trigger buttons.
How many black boxes can there be, eh?
Jesus tried it all by himself and eventually recruited over 25% of the
world’s population. Mahatma Ghandi tried
it all by himself. Both Martin Lathers
tried it with a modicum of success at great personal expense, even the ultimate
sacrifice, like Jesus’. When I was a teenager, I thought about
it. I had the Messiah Complex and it made me a doctor and I helped a
lot of people see the errors of their thinking because, eventually, I became a
Psychotherapist, a Canadian General Practioner Psychotherapist, a Family
Physician Subspecialist in an Association of Physicians, about 500 of us,
across Canada, formalized with a charter of sorts, for the last 10 years of my
active practice of medicine in Welland, Ontario, Canada. I believe I helped a lot of people, individuals
and families in my city. I might even
have stopped a few intelligent, hypervigilant or paranoid folks from having
influence over innocents, but I’m not sure.
Intelligent, hypervigilant leaders do not seek out psychology
practitioners because they are sure that being a powerful leader is their
right, no matter how many folks are harmed by the incidental collateral damage
that it causes. Besides, they recognized
that they had charisma and they used it.
I had no such glowing charisma.
Like most other people, I have plenty of congenital and acquired fears
and uncertainties that need hard work to accept and modify in order to keep
from harming myself and others and to keep from being influenced by folks who
are always 100% certain that how they think is absolutely correct and that
others ought to think that way or else be pushed out of the way, on their
careers that entail increasing power and influence, money and assets and the
use of their charismatic certainty for self aggrandizement. Some rise very quickly to political and
personal positions of power as CEO’s and political bosses, even Premiers and
Presidents. Fortunately, some are
benevolent and have healthy insights into their charismatic powers. Unfortunately, some are psychopaths and
sociopaths.
Some
time ago, I read a very important set of books by Riesman, who studied
“Conformity.” They were entitled, “The
Lonely Crowd,” and “The Face In The
Crowd,” I believe. He was able to
construct normal distribution curves for conformity in the population at large. In
the centre of the bell curve were those who conformed 100% within their
populace group. In both directions,
people who were less and less conforming in their thinking processes were
distributed in a mathematical formula that is very familiar to
statisticians. The first standard
deviation was 63% of the entire population and the second standard deviation
encompassed 97% of the entire population. Thus, only 3% of the population were
truly non-conformists. The highly
successful 1.5% at one end contrasted with the highly unsuccessful 1.5% at the
other end.
Riesman
describes a highly successful non-conformist as a psychopath or sociopath who
has learned to act as a conformist while being totally self-absorbed as a
non-conformist. He, if it is a he, is
“cool” and highly attractive to most women who like a cool guy who is
successful. He usually dresses in very
expensive suits or sports clothes, drives a very expensive car, and is the
President or CEO of a successful company.
Or, he is the President of a Country or Premier of a Province. He is evidently capable of making big
decisions about the fates of other folks in a way that adds assets or power to
his own coffers or those of his shareholders, or both. In government, he would be the one in command
of the armies of civil servants and/or military personnel and has no problem
making decision which would impoverish the civil servants or put the army in
harm’s way for his and his country’s benefit.
For example, Cheney defended strongly and benefitted tremendously from
taking over the Oil industry of Iraq by his erstwhile company,
Halliburton. He claimed innocence in
shooting his best friend in the face during a “hunting accident,” and
publically defended all of his influence in the Bush administration as a strong
move for America even though it cost everyone some ten trillion dollars of his
hard-earned money that were demanded in taxes, putting the entire country at
risk for bankruptcy. And, nothing has
deterred him from speaking and writing about his successes and the successes of
the Bush administration, of which he was the obvious kingpin, the seemingly
uncharismatic vice-president, behind-the-scenes leader of the USA, demanding
very high speaker’s fees and royalty rewards, when his office was vacated, when
President Obama and his Vice-president took office, with a 7 trillion dollar
national debt, as opposed to the 3 trillion dollar surplus that the highly
charismatic and benevolent Clinton and Gore had accomplished during their eight
years in office. And, I won’t even
discuss the highly questionable election results manipulated by Florida’s
Governor, Jeb Bush’s vote-tallying shenanigans that should have been a Gore
success, rather than a failure, or the relationship between Bush and his
class-mate, and secret fraternity brother and oil magnate, Osama bin Laden. The real truths may never be revealed.
President
Obama was emasculated by the majority Republican Senate and House and recently
caught with his pants down spying, as his allies do, on his allies around the
world. His Obama-Care Health Programme
may survive the Republican onslaught, but certainly not with that name, I
believe.
In
Canada, we have had some charismatic psychopaths of our own, and will continue
to have them, apparently. Premier
Mulroney deliberately caused the defeat of his majority Conservative party, in
favour of getting his best man ousted, Jean Charest. Luckily, Charest saw the writing on the wall
and demoted himself to Provincial politics in the other party, the Liberals. He has successfully lead the people of Quebec
for more than 20 years despite strong inside forces which want Quebec to be a
separate country and other forces which want Quebec to be less Liberal and more
Conservative, and more in line with Harper’s Federal Government. Harper, a rather wishy-washy Premier of
Canada, has aligned himself with the Conservative governments of many foreign
countries. He has just signed a
free-trade agreement with China, I believe, and has similar policies with most
successful countries. He has
successfully fought to keep Canada out of the Global Warming issue, allowing
most Canadian companies to pollute the earth and water openly, and rapidly. Harper’s pet “high horses” are scented
cigarillos which he believes are unhealthy and urges their withdrawal from the
marketplace. He has not checked the
facts as shown by large insurance companies, such as Metropolitan Life. People that smoke cigars and pipes live two
years longer than everybody else, all things being equal. Our most hopeful leader for the future of
Canada was cut down by ill-health. Jack
Layton was extremely charismatic and popular as a very liberal New Democratic
Party leader who attacked the huge difference between the country’s poor and
the country’s rich. He led his party to
be the natural opponents of the majority conservative Harper government and
might have become the next Canadian Premier, high on preventing destruction and
abuse of Canada’s bountiful natural resources and wondrous beauty. Those that took over the leadership of the
NDP try to imitate Layton but don’t come close in charisma and leadership
qualities. Within the struggling Liberal
party that was once lead by the highly charismatic Elliot Trudeau, is his son,
Justin Trudeau, who has the name but not the power of his father to make him
successful. Elliot Trudeau, in 1968, was
part of one of the most dramatic instances in Canadian History when the
Federation Liberte de Québec, the FLQ, started a revolution by killing a
Federal Cabinet Minister in an attempted coupe to take over the Government of
Québec and the Country of Canada. Elliot
Trudeau instituted Martial Law and took command of the Military and the Country
and quashed the leadership of the FLQ, which has never fully recovered. Incidentally, 1968 was the “Year of the
Revolution” all over the world, including the Chicago Democratic Convention
Riots, the Watts Burning, the invasion of Prague by the Russians and the Kent
University killings of four students by a young cadet of the US National Guard.
In
these broad sweeps of history, I have probably made many errors, if not in
spelling, then in facts and details, from my memories of the events. After all, I was not privy to any insider
information. I learned everything from
newspaper accounts and books and I have a tendency to guess about things that
actually happened, I also like to tell
dramatic stories. I apologize, in
advance and I welcome any comments which would set me straight.
One
or two more thing about psychopaths, I’d like to add. The unsuccessful 1.5% of non-conformists are
in jail for major crimes, in institutions for major mental disorders or are
easily recognized as misfits by their haircuts and dress and destructive
behaviour and their modes of transportation and their inability to communicate
with anyone except themselves. They are
generally very intelligent and may have had a huge amount of formal and street
education. There’s another good author
about successful psychopaths who writes informatively and entertainingly and
briefly in two books, “Up the Organization,” and “Further Up the Organization.” The author’s name, I believe is Robert
Townsend as he describes his experience with making Avis number two to
Hertz. In one section, he describes how
to judge yourself to be number one material when the number one person of your
company resigns or is transferred elsewhere.
If you judge yourself as number one and another person is chosen, he
suggests you resign immediately and go somewhere where you will be number
one. Townsend poses three questions to
ask yourself to show that you can make decisions without regard to the safety
of others but merely in your own and your stock holders best interest, even if
it means laying off 30,000 people and ruining their lives or making $30,000,000
by buying a company, dismantling it, selling off the land and assets and
destroying the careers of thousands of people.
Townsend is thereby lauding psychopaths and sociopaths by suggesting
that their success depends on their pathology and makes them highly successful
leaders of the business world and with women and their families. The book itself was a bestseller and strongly
devastating in its implications.
Yes,
I believe it’s time for the Saints to come marching in. Yes, I believe that there is hope for
Mankind, if sociopathy and psychopathy are not the models of behaviour of our
leaders who are so self-centred and unaffected by decisions that kill and
destroy the happiness of everyone else, in general. Yes, I believe that a special island be
reserved for the very intelligent, unremorseful leaders, so that they can live
happily ever after without affecting the rest of us. Yes, I believe there is such a thing as a
benevolent leader who looks out for the common folks who are defenseless,
otherwise. No, I don’t believe that “Atlas
Should Shrug!” as Ayn Rand proposed in her many conservative literary efforts,
and radio broadcasts. Yes, I believe we shouldn’t abandon all poor people just
because they are poor and have little hope for improvement, nourishment,
security, health care and education.
Yes, I believe what Jesus suggested about loving your neighbour and
turning the other cheek. Yes, I believe
it is time for a kind of “Second Coming,” where all people have a chance at
personal happiness and a long happy life with like-minded individuals and
families.
Yes,
I believe it’s time for the Saints and Saintes to come marching in, hopefully
accompanied by good music, dancing and joyfulness. OK, I believe I’m being somewhat
Pollyannaish. I don’t think it’s
necessary that we return to horses and wagons, but I think it is a better
alternative to a BMW in every driveway.
Perhaps I have a mistaken idea about what it’s really like to be an
Amish or a Mennonite, but the one’s I’ve met are pretty happy and have a
satisfying life. The bounty and beauty
of Canada and many other countries need protection and we can’t do that without
giving up polluting and destructive businesses and processes. I think the native Americans were doing a
much better job than the immigrant Europeans and others who are bent on
remaking their environment to suit themselves.
I think Aboriginals all over the world have a true respect for natural
flora and fauna. In fact, I believe they
worship the spirits of the trees and animals as if they were natural parts of
their life-styles. They do not cut down
millions of oxygen supplying trees to make parking lots and paved
highways. Walking was the predominant
way to get from place to place. Canoeing
and rafting do not pollute. Smoke
signals are relatively safe long distance communication.
Polyannish? Yes, Mea Culpa! I really don’t need a computer to write or
paint. I could satisfy my creativity by
imitating the Neanderthals who drew whole histories and natural images on cave
walls. Structures made of fitted stones
still stand after thousands of years. I
believe i and my loved ones would do very well in such a structure with running
pure water for drinking, wine and honey for sustenance, and relaxation and
simple instruments for making music and dancing. Baking bread on a hearth and making wine and
beer from grains and grapes are part of my heritage. Aren’t they part of yours. The two Hebrew prayers that I remember from
my childhood were Blessed Art Thou, Creator of the Universe for teaching us how
to make wine and for bringing forth bread from the earth. As many of you have done for years, these are
the prayers of the mealtimes, the places of worship, and the gathering of folks
around a fire in the evening to tell our stories and listen to our legends with
the elders who have lived successfully, happily and healthfully for many
years. A little tobacco and a little
coffee help, as well.
And,
music! Music is God-given and
essential. I have often thought that the
oldest history starts, “In the Beginning there was Music, and the Music was
God!” Animals have words. People have music. The entire Pentateuch was written to be
sung! It has no vowels but it does have
musical notation. And, there is laughter
and dancing, tambourines and drums, and the joyful songs of Moses, David and of
Solomon. There are Angels playing harps
and Gabriel blowing his horn. There is
the blowing of the ram’s horn to welcome the harvest and the new year. There are the morning prayers of the Ojibwa
to get the sun to rise. There’s the
flying Hora and the other dances to celebrate and bless the new man and the new
women of the tribes when they come of age.
Its music to this author’s mind and the lovely music is heard all day
long on the Classical Music station from Buffalo and the Jazz station from Toronto. It is inspiring, tranquilizing, spiritual and
it makes me more intelligent and creative.
It makes me feel as one with nature and my fellow travelers.
So,
Saints and Saintes, it’s time to come and make sanity the byword instead of
insanity. It’s time to destroy all
weapons of mass destruction. It’s time
to bring in the leaders who will respect nature and not destroy it. It’s time to worship the land and the trees
and the creatures, and the plants, which share this Firmament with us, on the
land, in the air and under the water, and were created before Mankind was
born. I believe we all should flourish
and multiply as the Creator first conceived of us in Gardens of Eden,
everywhere. Now, is the time! Now, before we have done irreparable damage
and raised already the carbon dioxide levels to heights that have NEVER been
seen before on this Earth, our only Earth.
AMEN
AND HALLELUJAH!
THE END
© izzy sommers, md
Welland, Canada
November 5, 2013
The Day I Stopped Driving My Car
a missionary was perplexed when hiawatha flexed her gluteus;
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he offered seeds --
she wanted beads
because they got more mileage on the open orgiastic omnibus.