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It's No Wonder We Don't Defend The Land Where We Live. We Don't Live Here. We Live In Television Programs And Movies And Books And With Celebrities And In Heaven And By Rules And Laws And Abstractions Created By People Far Away And We Live Anywhere And Everywhere Except In Our Particular Bodies On This Particular Land At This Particular Moment In These Particular Circumstances.

A Very Poor Kid Came Up To Me After A Talk And Said 'i Want To Go Blow Up A Factory.' I Asked How Old He Was And He Said 17. I Said 'have You Ever Had Sex?' He Said 'no.' I Said 'just Remember If You Get Caught You Aren't Going To Have Sex For Twenty Years At Least.' That's Not Saying That One Person Having Sex Is Worth The Salmon. I'm Not Saying It's A Reason Not To Act, I'm Saying Don't Be Stupid.

Have You Ever Felt Love? Did You Need Scientific Proof Of This? How Would You Have Definitively And Scientifically Proved Your Love Existed? If You Could Not Prove It, Would That Mean Your Love Didn't Exist? What Would You Trust: Your Own Feelings, Or Science?

If We Celebrate Life With All Its Contradictions, Embrace, Experience, And Ultimately Live With It, A Chance Exists For A Spiritual Life Filled Not Only With Pain And Untidiness, But Also With Joy, Community, And Creativity.

I Wondered What It Does To Each Of Us To Spend The Majority Of Our Waking Hours Doings Things We'd Rather Not Do, Wishing We Were Outside Or Simply Elsewhere, Wishing We Were Reading, Thinking, Making Love, Fishing, Sleeping, Or Simply Having Time To Figure Out Who The Hell We Are And What The Hell We're Doing.