Being securely within ourselves, as we feel with our minds the great expanses of time, land, space, light, love and the present moment. Quiet and expanse, like the desert, reveal to us the immense number of choices we have at every moment. Do not forget this. We include it here for contrast. If you would ensnare our souls and hearts, The least you could do is look the part.
Righteous indignation is a shtick Best left to frauds in politics.
Or, perhaps it's more accurately a fever Described by Steinbeck, Updike and Cheever. Still, even with your aptitude, Your beautitudes founder in the nude. The undraped human form, at best, Is merely a sophomoric jest. Parading around in a hissy huff Is a lousy way to strut one's stuff. Incensed, you demanded we adore it.