Energy, stored-but for a moment-before flowing into us and through us and out of us… An excerpt from “A Toast for Independence Day” …We have learned through science that stars, and supernovae in particular, are the forgers of atoms, the builders of elements and that in the course of these events, our planet, a new world, was formed from rich elemental ash, the literal star dust of eons ago. The drama of life, built by cells under the direction of genes and the immutable laws of physics… Life, which gives us life. A swath of temperatures-trembling atoms in chaos. What would you say at a party where Walt Whitman and Richard Dawkins were chatting in line by the punch bowl, where the Dalai Lama and Shakespeare were listening to Richard Feynman play the bongos, where King David and John Muir sipped merlot while Neil deGrasse Tyson admired their magnificent beards, and where Ralph Waldo Emerson, Benjamin Franklin, Pope Francis, and Carl Sagan discussed the afterlife (or lack thereof) over a friendly volley of badminton? What would you say.? You wouldn't say anything of course! But you would smile and nod, and after the party you could go home and write a book very similar to this one… An excerpt from “A Prayer for Thanksgiving Feast” My friends, look you at this feast before us.
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