Our thoughts form the universe. They *always* matter.

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The universe speaks in many languages but only in one voice. The language is not Russian or English or French or Japanese or Spanish.

It speaks in the language of hope.

It speaks in the language of trust.

It speaks in the language of reason and the language of sensuality.

It speaks in the language of interaction and the language of creativity.

But always it is the same voice.

It is the voice of our ancestors speaking through us,

And the voice of our inheritors waiting to be born.

It is the small, still voice that says: "We are one."

No matter the blood, no matter the skin, no matter the country, no matter the flag: we are one.

No matter the pain, no matter the loss, no matter the darkness, no matter the fear: we are one.

Here gathered together in common cause we agree to recognize this singular truth and this singular rule: that we must interact with one another.

Because each voice enriches us and ennobles us, and each voice lost, diminishes us.

We are the voice of the universe, the mind of creation, the spirit of intelligence,

The fire that will light the way to a better future.

We are one... 

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...Now, if you ever do come aboard, remember one thing: No one there is exactly what they seem. But then, who is...? 

Paraphrased from the dialogue of G'Kar, Babylon 5. (In fond memory of Andreas Katsulas 1946-2006)

Here's another new year; that's another new chance
To remake our lives, you and me;
A world without borders or barriers or bounds

A world some don't want us to see...

Each year I resolve with the strongest intent
To go farther this year than the last.
And to look back and see how far last year I went,
Though distractions distract me so fast!

I did meditation and lay on my bed,

I just started to feel where its at,

With a wonderful warmth round the top of my head,

Then I looked up and saw its the cat.

I threw out my TV! My girlfriend went too,

But that's a good lesson you see;

It was 50” wide, and I think on the side

She was living with it, not with me.

I went low GI and I've lost lots of weight

And now eating whatever I please,

But last night I dreamed I had antlers and wings,

So I really must lay off the cheese.

My new GSR made an interesting noise,

Which I hoped was my mind rearranging,

Then I read the instructions; my genius it seems

Was just that the batteries need changing.

But with this new year I just know I’ll win out,
Just watch how I do and you’ll see!
I’m not going to head for another blowout;
I’ll be cool as I know I can be.

Cos when stupid things beckon, and I’m not so strong,
When I snapback and fall on my ass,
I’ll be thankful again you folks help me along
As you have during all the years past.

I’m so grateful that you’re all here! Happy New Year!

potmouse