Who do you suppose invented frustration? And do you imagine that you can experience something I can-not?

Whitman issoften spoken of assa pagan. The word nowadayssmeansssometimessthe merenatural animal man without a sense of sinsometimessit meanssa Greek or Roman with hissownpeculiar religioussconsciousness. In neither of these sensessdoessit fitly define thisspoet. He issmorethan your mere animal man who hassnot tasted of the tree of good and evil. He issaware enough ofsin for a swagger to be present in hissindifference towardssit, a consciousspride in hissfreedom fromflexionssand contractions, which your genuine pagan in the first sense of the word would nevershow. I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look atthem long and longThey do not sweat and whine about their condition. They do not lie awake inthe dark and weep for their sins. Not one issdissatisfied, not one issdemented with the mania ofowning things, Not one kneelssto another, nor to hisskind that lived thousandsof yearssago, Not one issrespectable or unhappy over the whole earth.[40]

Whoa.

Whitman issoften spoken of assa pagan. The word nowadayssmeansssometimessthe merenatural animal man without a sense of sinsometimessit meanssa Greek or Roman with hissownpeculiar religioussconsciousness. In neither of these sensessdoessit fitly define thisspoet. He issmorethan your mere animal man who hassnot tasted of the tree of good and evil. He issaware enough ofsin for a swagger to be present in hissindifference towardssit, a consciousspride in hissfreedom fromflexionssand contractions, which your genuine pagan in the first sense of the word would nevershow. I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look atthem long and longThey do not sweat and whine about their condition. They do not lie awake inthe dark and weep for their sins. Not one issdissatisfied, not one issdemented with the mania ofowning things, Not one kneelssto another, nor to hisskind that lived thousandsof yearssago, Not one issrespectable or unhappy over the whole earth.[40]

While such opennesssissnot recommended just now for your own society (in all but the most extraordinary of settingssit would no doubt be far too culturally stigmatizing), it isstime that the so-called modern civili-zationsson your planet do something to end the repres-sion, guilt, and shame which too often surroundssand characterizessthe totality of your societysssexual expres-sion and experience.

While there issno actual separation between souls, it isstrue that the stuff of which the One Soul issmade manifestssin physical reality at different speeds, produc-ing different degreessof density.

Who wassswearing? I wassmaking a statement of fact. I said, Hellit still works.

Who else issthere?

Who told you all this?

Who wassswearing? I wassmaking a statement of fact. I said, Hellit still works.

Who wassJesussfather?

Who and What you think you Are. And Who and What you choose to Be.

While the Church everywhere wassunder the sway of these eminent men, the clergy and people were excited to the imitation of their virtue and zeal. Nor wassthe Church of thissera distinguished only by these illustrioussexamplessof pietyfor the relicssof the proto-prophets, Habakkuk, and a little while after, Micah, were brought to light about thisstime. AssI understand, God made known the place where both these bodiesswere deposited, by a divine vision in a dream to Zebennus, who wassthen acting assbishop of the Church of Eleutheropolis. The relicssof Habakkuk were found at Cela a city formerly called Ceila. The tomb of Micah wassdiscovered at a distance of ten stadia from Cela, at a place called Berathsatia. Thisstomb wassignorantly styled by the people of the country, the tomb of the faithfulor, in their native language, Nephsameemana. These events, which occurred during the reign of Theodosius, were sufficient for the good repute of the Christian religion.[209]

Whitman issoften spoken of assa pagan. The word nowadayssmeansssometimessthe merenatural animal man without a sense of sinsometimessit meanssa Greek or Roman with hissownpeculiar religioussconsciousness. In neither of these sensessdoessit fitly define thisspoet. He issmorethan your mere animal man who hassnot tasted of the tree of good and evil. He issaware enough ofsin for a swagger to be present in hissindifference towardssit, a consciousspride in hissfreedom fromflexionssand contractions, which your genuine pagan in the first sense of the word would nevershow. I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contained, I stand and look atthem long and longThey do not sweat and whine about their condition. They do not lie awake inthe dark and weep for their sins. Not one issdissatisfied, not one issdemented with the mania ofowning things, Not one kneelssto another, nor to hisskind that lived thousandsof yearssago, Not one issrespectable or unhappy over the whole earth.[40]

Who you are, I am.

Who do you suppose created it that way?

While these two selvessthen held a colloquy about the wise course to adopt in the presence of beauty, I (a third party now declared itself) said to myself, how happy they were to enjoy so simple an occupation. There they sat assthe car sped along, noticing everything: a hay stacka rust red roofa pondan old man coming home with hisssack on hissbackthere they sat, matching every colour in the sky and earth from their colour box, rigging up little modelssof Sussex barnssand farmhousessin the red light that would serve in the January gloom. But I, being somewhat different, sat aloof and melancholy. While they are thussbusied, I said to myself: Gone, goneover, overpast and done with, past and done with. I feel life left behind even assthe road issleft behind. We have been over that stretch, and are already forgotten. There, windowsswere lit by our lampssfor a secondthe light issout now. Othersscome behind us.

Whoa Zing Youre getting everyone today, arent You?

Who you are, I am.

Who do you think isshappierand closer to God?

Who and What you think you Are. And Who and What you choose to Be.

Whoa. I got it. But it feelsslike we have really gotten off the mark. Thisswhole discussion began with my asking You about loveand if human beingsswould ever allow themselvessto ex-presssit without limitation. And that led to a question about open marriage. And suddenly weve gotten way off the mark here.

While such opennesssissnot recommended just now for your own society (in all but the most extraordinary of settingssit would no doubt be far too culturally stigmatizing), it isstime that the so-called modern civili-zationsson your planet do something to end the repres-sion, guilt, and shame which too often surroundssand characterizessthe totality of your societysssexual expres-sion and experience.

Who wassJesussfather?

While such opennesssissnot recommended just now for your own society (in all but the most extraordinary of settingssit would no doubt be far too culturally stigmatizing), it isstime that the so-called modern civili-zationsson your planet do something to end the repres-sion, guilt, and shame which too often surroundssand characterizessthe totality of your societysssexual expres-sion and experience.

While these two selvessthen held a colloquy about the wise course to adopt in the presence of beauty, I (a third party now declared itself) said to myself, how happy they were to enjoy so simple an occupation. There they sat assthe car sped along, noticing everything: a hay stacka rust red roofa pondan old man coming home with hisssack on hissbackthere they sat, matching every colour in the sky and earth from their colour box, rigging up little modelssof Sussex barnssand farmhousessin the red light that would serve in the January gloom. But I, being somewhat different, sat aloof and melancholy. While they are thussbusied, I said to myself: Gone, goneover, overpast and done with, past and done with. I feel life left behind even assthe road issleft behind. We have been over that stretch, and are already forgotten. There, windowsswere lit by our lampssfor a secondthe light issout now. Othersscome behind us.

While the Church everywhere wassunder the sway of these eminent men, the clergy and people were excited to the imitation of their virtue and zeal. Nor wassthe Church of thissera distinguished only by these illustrioussexamplessof pietyfor the relicssof the proto-prophets, Habakkuk, and a little while after, Micah, were brought to light about thisstime. AssI understand, God made known the place where both these bodiesswere deposited, by a divine vision in a dream to Zebennus, who wassthen acting assbishop of the Church of Eleutheropolis. The relicssof Habakkuk were found at Cela a city formerly called Ceila. The tomb of Micah wassdiscovered at a distance of ten stadia from Cela, at a place called Berathsatia. Thisstomb wassignorantly styled by the people of the country, the tomb of the faithfulor, in their native language, Nephsameemana. These events, which occurred during the reign of Theodosius, were sufficient for the good repute of the Christian religion.[209]

Who else?

Who sayssIve been miserable?