I woke up today knowing everything about everything.
The bizarre world of cards is a world of pure power politics where rewards and punishments are meted out immediately.
A deck of cards is built like the purest of hierarchies, with every card a master to those below it, a lackey to those above it.
Power politics is the diplomatic name for the law of the jungle.
The sum of all technical knowledge cannot make a master contract player.
We must conquer war or war will conquer us.
God and the politicians willing, the United States can declare peace upon the world, and win it.
Roman influence seeds itself, sprouting mighty oaks right through the modern forest of computers, digital disks, microviruses and space satellites.
I never really thought of myself as a beefcake kind of guy.
I'm doing the best I can with the ravages of time on my body and I'm a work in progress. I can't write a memoir because I can't do it this week or next week. . . I try to be an inspiration to the young to respect their older people; we can't stay the same, but we do the best we can with what's left. You can't whine about stuff, you have to learn to eat humble pie along the way and keep going, because the alternative is going to happen.
Being bodiless, God is nowhere, but as God He is everywhere. If there were a mountain, a place or any part of Creation where God was not, then He would be found to be in some way circumscribed. So He is everywhere and in everything. In what way is this so? Is He contained not by each part but by the whole? No, because then that would be a body. He embraces and encompasses everything, and is Himself everywhere and also above everything, worshipped by true worshippers in His Spirit and Truth.