Don't let the past steal your present. This is the message of Christmas: We are never alone.

But what was a body? Dust, dung, urine, itches. It was the light within which was important, and it was not significant if that light endured after death, or if the soul was blinded eternally in the endless night of the suspired flesh.

In sleep, you are safe from the revolting mechanics of living and being a prey to outrageous fortune.

It is a stern fact of history that no nation that rushed to the abyss ever turned back. Not ever, in the long history of the world. We are now on the edge of the abyss. Can we, for the first time in history, turn back? It is up to you.

It is not always wise to appear singular.

My life has been tragic and disastrous since birth.

One, if one is sensible, blames government, not the servers of government, not those entangled in their governments.