Wisdom of Ages

Now don't stop there my child, your responsibility towards reality is yours and yours alone, and I will have nothing of it. Now where was I, oh yes... The cats? You must at least know something dont you know? Something about the cats and that nasty pleasant kind of whine in low gear sound. And I'm not talking about the high gear wine you get when they demand milk. That is a totally different sound and also quite another story. Do cats whine is all thats left to your interpretation. Do cats purr I wonder. And the reason why is just because we know that they have feeling, but less than no emotion. This is obvious if you care to look and see that they have pain, even though it doesn't hurt. Which is of course quite the opposite in dogs. In dogs you see, by some wierd freak of nature they were blessed with more than enough emotion, but very little feeling. They always hurt much more than what they pain. Why you can ask any dog around if they have ever been in the pound and ev

In the world of science and technology there has been many discoveries that have made mankind cringe at the full realization of the impact of those discoveries. The most famous example is probably the discovery of the devastating power that can be released when we split the atom. In response to the shock and horror following the use of that discovery the inventor of the atom bomb started the Nobel peace prize. Another of these discoveries, that of genetic manipulation, resulted in a public outcry of such a magnitude that international legislation had to be put in place to ensure that man never used the power to give life. As with the atom bomb, this discovery was just too good to leave alone, and the birth of Dolly the sheep, who was created through genetic manipulation still make people fall to their knees to pray forgiveness. But like the atom bomb, it seems as if this discovery may redeem itself in the eyes of us, the people that push technology to the limit of our own conscience. T

In a moment long ago a shepherd once did find the glory all around. Caught in the rapture of the moment, with but his flock and nature in his palm, the shepherd met his God. In bliss he made a simple choice, but yet a choice profound enough that he believed he could be king. And when he was his hart still singed from long ago, a moment back in memory that changed him for all eternity. He wrote: The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He blesses me with pastures green to rest: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever. And