I really like the opening sentence which says that we are all that we have thought. Pretty much what I saw on the billboard in Las Vegas.
Thought control! Doesn't that fly in the face of imagination and creativity?
I value my random, flying thoughts. Last night I was watching an owl sitting in a pecan tree that is still bare of leaves. I was attempting a conversation, but the owl's thoughts apparently were elsewhere. Her little hoots drew in an elegant male who swept in with great panache on beautiful silent wings, the owls copulated briefly and the male was gone as quickly as he arrived. The female looked like a bundle of disordered feathers. As soon as she got herself together she too was gone in search of her lover. Much food for thought there, and lovely images to remember. To me there is nothing wrong with my delight in what I observe. Surely it hurts no-one?
Speech and action from an evil thought is the problem. Not allowing the evil thought is the key. Ask Jimmy Carter.
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