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God Works In Many Ways His Wonders To Perform. But He's Not A Skillful Mechanic. A Man Drived Over A Cliff And "by A Miracle" He Only Breaks His Back. It Would Be More Divine If He Were A Better Driver And Stayed On The Road.

It Rarely Adds Anything To Say, "in My Opinion" - Not Even Modesty. Naturally A Sentence Is Only Your Opinion; And You Are Not The Pope.

We Live Increasingly In A System In Which Little Direct Attention Is Paid To The Object, The Function, The Program, The Task, The Need; But Immense Attention To The Role, The Procedure, Prestige, And Profit.

Be Patient, Do Nothing, Cease Striving. We Find This Advice Disheartening And Therefore Unfeasible Because We Forget It Is Our Own Inflexible Activity That Is Structuring The Reality. We Think That If We Do Not Hustle, Nothing Will Happen And We Will Pine Away. But The Reality Is Probably In Motion And After A While We Might Take Part In That Motion. But One Can't Know.

Comedy Deflates The Sense Precisely So That The Underlying Lubricity And Malice May Bubble To The Surface.