Love Is the Plan the Plan Is Death

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"Why do mankind flatter themselves that they alone are gifted with a spiritual and immortal principle?… I am persuaded that if a peacock could speak he would boast of his soul, and would affirm that it inhabited his magnificent tail," (Voltaire). "My first act of free will is to believe in free will," said William James. Illusions, a Skinnerian might reply. The perfect joy, the perfect love will ensue only if one accepts and embraces one's.destiny. I choose-because I must. This is a story of joy and love and destiny. Remembering-Do you hear, my little red? Hold me softly. The cold grows.

I remember:

— I am hugely black and hopeful, I bounce on six legs along the mountains in the new warm!… Sing the changer, Sing the stranger! Will the changes change forever?… All my hums have words now. Another change!

Eagerly I bound on sunward following the tiny thrill in the air. The forests have been shrinking again. Then I see. It is me! Me Myself, MOGGADEET-I have grown bigger more in the winter cold! I astonish myself, Moggadeet-the-small!

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