The Oklahoma City Bombing

We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within man is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related, the eternal ONE. And this deep power in which we exist and whose beatitude is all accessible to us, is not only self-sufficing and perfect in every hour, but the act of seeing and the thing seen, the seer and the spectacle, the subject and the object, are one. We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul.

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You cannot change the past 'tis gone foreverAnd worrying only turns your hair to grayAnd remember 'tis the future's all that matterFor we cannot change what happened yesterday.Don't harbour grudges for grudges only harm youFor a grudge like a cancer only growill feeling on you can become a burdenAnd you'll feel happier when you leave your grudges go.Karma will take care of all wrongdoersAnd all of those who harm others in any wayWill one day for their mistakes feel regretfulWhen to karma they will have a price to pay.You cannot change the past what's done is overBefore we walked we had to learn to crawlAnd from the book of life we're always learningAnd the future's all that matter after all.The past is gone and the past is past changingAnd let bygones be bygones so it has been saidAnd put more of your thought energy into your futureFor your happier days for you might be ahead.

I wanted to say Thanks to James Lane and Holland Vandennieuwenhof of WeareChangeOklahoma.org I got my shirt!

When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide, Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent,To serve therewith my Maker, and present, My true account, lest he returning chide; "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?" I fondly ask; but Patience to prevent, That murmur, soon replies, "God doth not need, Either man's work or his own gifts; who best, Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state, Is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait." John Milton (9 December 1608 – 8 November 1674)