This Ain't No Planet Of Apes
The ghost of Christmas past. Or is it the ghost of a Christmas that is yet to be. I know for certain that present time is excluded but from that vantage point, oh what a view! I’m not usually physically conscious when the sun comes up but if you’ve ever seen the light with which to start a new momentous day then this is it. Please, take a moment to read and contemplate the perspective which lies just behind the words which are used to describe the entryway. It’s one of those things that can’t be said but can be pointed to and Virginia McClaughry certainly has done that for you, with great care and gentleness. I really hope that readers are able to see on through past their own convictions1 in order to comprehend and understand what is being said. It would make a world of difference.
And in this world of constant difference, of toil, turmoil and struggle, the light of a new day is something I would very much enjoy happening. Go ahead, make my day.
This isn’t about the subject of Scientology so if you can’t get past that then… never mind. ↩