Last-Minute Message For a Time CapsuleI have to tell you this, whoever you are: that on one summer morning here, the oceanpounded in on tumbledown breakers,a south wind, bustling along the shore, whipped the froth into little rainbows, and a reckless gull swept down the beachas if to fly were everything it needed.I thought of your hovering saucers, looking for clues, and I wanted to write this down, so it wouldn't be lost forever - -that once upon a time we hadmeadows here, and astonishing things, swans and frogs and luna mothsand blue skies that could stagger your heart. We could have had them still, and welcomed you to earth, butwe also had the righteous oneswho worshipped the True Faith, and Holy War. When you go home to your shining galaxy, say that what you learnedfrom this dead and barren place isto beware the righteous ones.
When we read the newspapers, watch the broadcasts, soak up the stories, we find ourselves repressed, depressed and confused. We find ourselves envious, anxious, angry and fearful. If we believe all that is circulated by the media we become loyal supporters of the oppressors, passionate haters of the innocents, faithful believers of bullshit and puppets of evil. Mind management is greater than necessary. I believe it is wise to question all that we are told. If we give our time to all that is spoon fed to us, we allow our minds to be hooked, hot wired, taken from us, remotely controlled.. I look around and everywhere I see stewing or stewed, fermented, tormented souls and marinated morons.. And then I see you, precious few.. You, who reconsiders.. You, who questions the credibility of a story, you, who never forgets that there are always at least two sides.. You, who feels before you think and thinks before you speak. Beautiful you, who wonders, who looks with wide open eyes, an open heart, an open mind. You, who wanders from the crowd and who seeks something which FEELS true. I love you! I can't get enough of you and the world needs hundreds of thousands more people like you.
Half the people in the world think that the metaphors of their religious traditions, for example, are facts. And the other half contends that they are not facts at all. As a result we have people who consider themselves believers because they accept metaphors as facts, and we have others who classify themselves as atheists because they think religious metaphors are lies.