there were times that led us to a possible war today when America is so ill that she must kill anonymous in basic prejudice. We all remember when "we freed the slaves"-it is that we cannot admit the condition that made the act possible because necessary that we are still as blind today. We wore two uniforms then and still the killing was hard to understand. And the deaths-that is killing, simply. We can now commit our suicide anywhere in the world.

Our great faults make possible revelations that should as easily be genetic. We have done ill things with our quantity of history. We had a lot to learn about our humanity when we moved West; the land spoke loud enough that the lesson should have made others possible. I don't think we learned. We shall perish if it is now too late and it is a sin that I don't have time for a watch.

Understanding what it meant to be a country was possible only after those rocks called Big Sur were seen by people who should have understood what it meant to have worn cloth woven from Southern cotton. But didn't understand what it meant when they got wet and it all became California.

Our understandings are based on relative measurement pounds pennies miles heights-absolutes are given to comparisons and our merit is not intrinsic-it is one of those promotions they have to give if you stick around long enough. We are the products of these movements, but because we are flesh and blood and know pain in our heads, it will be sad as they kill us.

No man is happy, few can be proud-by our rules though, there must be some more unhappy, and some, honest, who have no hope.