Dear Friend

Dear Friend The last email that you sent me contained a lot of dialogue. Although I appreciate the frank delivery of some home truths I also believe that most of what was said held a lot of, questions unanswered. Two many words describe nothing. In fact I believe the amount of wool, feathers from a bird and other metaphors, are pulled in front of too many believing eyes. People forming uneducated responses to the book. To realise any meaning one must make up ones own ideas of reality and then take on board an experience far beyond ones own. Believe in experience of everybody and disregard all other brain washing ideologies. To listen to rhetoric is to listen to a drunken man explain the obvious, if one may speak from the righteous corner when’st drunk. I’m sure the average idiot can work most things out, so why do we try and convince ourselves of a higher plane when it may or may not exist. Can you explain that to me. Can you explain the appearance of a higher being when we ourselves are the only higher beings asking the question itself. Why do we have to ask ourselves questions that we cannot answer. Because there is nothing else left for us to ask. Life is’nt complicated, the real difficulty is that it is too simple. What a shame for all you thinkers out there, can you not see the truth, can you not see why there is no point to the challenge. It’s a shame to waste your time, because we cannot spend all precious time shortening our lives trying to imagine a perfect answer. Our poor little hearts cannot bear up to the challenge. The answer is… Stop asking so many bloody pointless stupid fucking questions, and definitely never mind the fucking rhetorical and frankly, pointless answers.