“If there was such a thing as prayer offer to the algorithms of creation, I would ask: Bind me with and permit me to engage in soul-making dialogue with those possessing open hearts and fierce intellects; with animal spirits whose presence shakes the air of eternal moments with alacrity; with seekers who explore the blessed terrain between heartbeats; with fiery angels of the mind who blaze through quotidian hours and reduce banality and shallow cynicism to ashes; with those who carry the conviction that redemption has never been gained by going along to get along.

I yearn to form ever deepening bonds with those who know the only thing ever coming in range of paradise on earth is to engage the unfolding hours with meaning purpose.”

— in this matter, Phil Rockstroh and I agree.