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This Middle Earth… Stuart France

* The Ancient Greeks… White-robed, leather-sandalled, Studious yet peripatetic… They pursued a noble notion of religion. Nature based, gratefully borrowed from the mysterious Egyptians And equally graciously passed on to their eager followers… Continue reading at Stuart France

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Primitive Minds… Stuart France

* “We will never know what they thought, what they were trying to achieve.” But we still have sun sets and sun rises… Participate in only a few of these and it becomes pretty clear that there is something missing … Continue reading

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Into the All… Stuart France

* One, is All… Two, the realisation that One is All… Three, the balance of it… Four, the establishment of it… Five, its central essence… Continue reading at Stuart France

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The Importance of Being… Stuart France

* We must hazard that religiosity be a product of normality. Man stands closest to Truth when he is most assured of his eternal destiny. When he contemplates things in this disinterested way he finds death ludicrous and absurd. How … Continue reading

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Hot House Flowers… Stuart France

* Can a ‘bad’ man turn ‘good’? Or the sinner become a saint? The annals of religious science are littered with such ‘miracles’. Yet the capacity to fast and feast… Seek solitude or egregore… To abstain and fully participate… Continue … Continue reading

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The Human Soul… Stuart France

* …No mere forest this, but a jungle! Foolish to venture in alone. Trackless… One would be eaten alive. Far safer to mount an expedition. An advertisement should suffice. Continue reading at Stuart France

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Ettie 1983… Stuart France

* No rock – no base But just an all-consuming-Hell Or – empty space. * This special grace – this Earth Where every grain of sand Its special stamp Its necessary place. * Continue reading at Stuart France

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