Most Of The Book Deals

All -isms End Up In Schisms.

It Must Have Been Providence That Directed Joel Morwood To Dig In The Right Place, For He Struck A Lode Of Pure Gold, As Wide (comprehensive) As It Is Deep (profound). What He Mined From That Lode Is A Spiritual Treasure.

I Simply Wanted To Experience The Presence Of This Man Who Had Revolutionized My Understanding. After A While We Sat In Silence, Gazing At The Barren Canyon Walls. And The Mute Desert Seemed To Carry On Our Conversation For Us.

As Known Unknowns Become Known; Unknown Unknowns Proliferate; The Larger The Island Of Knowledge, The Longer The Shoreline Of Wonder.

Human Intelligence Is A Reflection Of The Intelligence That Produces Everything. In Knowing, We Are Simply Extending The Intelligence That Comes To And Constitutes Us. We Mimic The Mind Of God, So To Speak. Or Better, We Continue And Extend It.