Tomorrow Changes The Face Of Reality.

All The Human Beings I Met Were Either Sure That There Would Be No Afterlife Or Else That They Would Get Preferential Treatment In The Hereafter.

As Science Pushes Forward, Ignorance And Superstition Gallop Around The Flanks And Bite Science In The Rear With Big Dark Teeth.

Yes, We Hope To Seed A New, Rich Earth. We Hope To Breed A Race Of Men Whose Power Dwells In Hearts As Open As All Space Itself, Who Ask For Nothing But The Light That Rinses The Heart Of Hate So That The Stars Above Will Be Below When Man Has Love.

Resurrection, Like Politics, Makes Strange Bedfellows.

Dreams Haunted The Riverworld.