I Am Not Waiting For A Move

To Get A Man Soundly Saved It Is Not Enough To Put On Him A Pair Of New Breeches, To Give Him Regular Work, Or Even To Give Him A University Education. These Things Are All Outside A Man, And If The Inside Remains Unchanged You Have Wasted Your Labor. You Must In Some Way Or Other Graft Upon The Man's Nature A New Nature, Which Has In It The Element Of The Divine.

Secular Music, Do You Say, Belongs To The Devil? Does It? Well, If It Did I Would Plunder Him For It, For He Has No Right To A Single Note Of The Whole Seven. Every Note, And Every Strain, And Every Harmony Is Divine, And Belongs To Us.

There Are Men So Incorrigibly Lazy That No Inducement That You Can Offer Will Tempt Them To Work; So Eaten Up By Vice That Virtue Is Abhorrent To Them, And So Inveterately Dishonest That Theft Is To Them A Master Passion. When A Human Being Has Reached That Stage, There Is Only One Course That Can Be Rationally Pursued. Sorrowfully, But Remorselessly, It Must Be Recognized That He Has Become Lunatic, Morally Demented, Incapable Of Self-government, And That Upon Him, Therefore, Must Be Passed The Sentence Of Permanent Seclusion From A World In Which He Is Not Fit To Be At Large.

Look! Don't Be Deceived By Appearances - Men And Things Are Not What They Seem. All Who Are Not On The Rock Are In The Sea!

There Appears To Be A Deeply Embedded Uneasiness In Our Culture About Throwing Away Junk That Can Be Reused. Perhaps, In Part, It Is Guilt About Consumption. Perhaps It Also Feels Unnatural. Mother Nature Doesn't Throw Stuff Away. Dead Trees, Birds, Beetles And Elephants Are Pretty Quickly Recycled By The System.