“Neither the river nor fleeting time can be stopped.” - Ovid

 From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst 

14 September 

My God made me to move mountains, not to whimper excuses. To be self-possessed, prodigal, joyous. To cavort with all the freedom and playfulness of some magnificent animal broke out finally from the entangling undergrowth, free to romp about in God's very own broad sunlit uplands.