aristotle: what is the cause of movement divine postman? we must hold a man amenable to reason for the choice of his daily craft or profession. it is not an excuse any longer for his deeds that they are the custom of his trade. what business has he with an evil trade? has he not a calling in his character, that he has to fulfill to set many a captive free?

divine postman: there is a principle of things which is at the same time the cause of beauty, and that sort of cause from which everything acquires movement. each man has his own vocation aristotle. the talent is the call. there is one direction in which all space is open to him.

he has faculties silently inviting him thither to endless exertion. he needs to immerse himself in the waters of his master, that he may rise a new creature, and surpassing his master’s genius.

he is like a ship in a river; he runs against obstructions on every side but one, on that side all obstruction is taken away and he sweeps serenely over a deepening channel into an infinite sea. this talent and this call depend on his organization, or the mode in which the general soul incarnates itself in him. in his youth he must learn to be patient.

aristotle: nothing lives without movement divine postman. through movement we gain reasoning which is the cause of all arrangement and order throughout nature. we incline to do something which is easy to us and good when it is done, but which no other man can do. we have no rival divine postman.

for the more truly we consult our own powers, the more difference our work will exhibit from the work of any other. our ambition my friend is exactly proportioned to our powers. the height of the pinnacle is determined by the breadth of the base. the power of nature lives in the simple mind.

every man has this call of the power to do somewhat unique, and no man has any other call. in all that he does he needs to persist and believe in the might of his purpose. let him not be embarassed upon forsaking the occupations of the mob, his pursuit of divine knowledge will yield greater riches. each revelation will bear an emphasis that will liberate and sustain his mind.

divine postman: the more water there is in the body, the greater the movement. and the greater the movement aristotle the greater intelligence the body will have. a man is like a bit of labrador spar, which has no lustre as you turn it in your hand until you come to a particular angle; then it shows deep and beautiful colors.

there is no adaptation or universal applicability in man, but each has his special talent, and the mastery of successful men consists in adroitly keeping themselves where and when that turn shall be oftenest practised. there are many ways to inspire.

a man aristotle is the facade of a temple wherein all wisdom and all good abide. what we commonly call man, the eating, drinking, working, planting, driving, counting man, does not, as we know him represent himself, but misrepresents himself. him we do not respect but the soul, whose organ he is, would he let it appear, through his action, would make our knees bend.

aristotle: the movement in our lives is in proportion to the water in our body. hence it is that through purity the body will attract beauty. when water breathes through his intellect, it is genius; when it breathes through his will, it is virtue; when it flows through his affection, it is love. and the blindness of the intellect begins when it would be something of itself. the weakness of the will begins when the individual would be something of himself.

all reform divine postman aims in some one particular to let the soul have its way through us; in other words to engage us to obey. of this pure nature every man is at some time sensible. language cannot paint it with his colors. it is too subtile. it is undefinable, unmeasurable; but we know that it pervades and contains us.

we know that all spiritual being is in man. let him search and he will find; when he persists he will be rewarded. happy is the man who is content with the presence of his soul. all worldly relations hang very loosely about him; he is a transparent fluid membrane through which the living form is seen.

divine postman: true knowledge that is everlast aristotle lives in the human body. every prophet chose a diet of simplicity, so as to always be in reach with his spirit. a wise old proverb says, “love comes to see us without bell;” that is, as there is no screen or ceiling between our heads and the infinite heavens, so is there no bar or wall in the soul where man, the effect, ceases, and love the cause begins. the walls are taken away.

many words do not declare an understanding heart; seek one sole wisdom; choose one sole good. for thou wilt check the tongues of chatterers prating without end. of all things that are, the most ancient is love, for it has no beginning and no end but weaves in and out of all things in nature. in the presence of love we lie open on one side to the deeps of spirtual nature. justice we see and know, beauty, freedom, power.

these natures no man ever got above, but they tower over us, and most in the moment when our interests tempt us to wound them. man is most beautiful of all creatures on earth, he is the completion of all the powers in nature. he holds the great thunderbolt. the waves of the sea bow down before him. and the sun holds dear her first born child.

the sovereingty of this nature whereof we speak is made known by its independency of those limitations which circumscribe us on every hand. the soul circumscribes all things. it contradicts all experience. in like manner it abolishes time and space.

aristotle: we can only tap in to the glory within through a simple diet. our fears all stem from the food that we eat. there is nothing to fear but fear itself; fear is false evidence appearing real. the influence of the senses has in most men overpowered the mind to that degree that the walls of time and space have come to look real and insurmountable divine postman.

i believe in the power of conversation my friend. there is a reason why nature bestowed man with the gift to communicate in words. language is power.

divine postman: time and space are but inverse measures of the force of the soul aristotle. the spirit sports with time,- can crowd eternity into a year, or stretch a year into eternity. space is greatest because it holds all things, mind is swiftest for it speeds everywhere.

the strongest is necessity, for it masters all, and the wisest time, for it brings everything to light. let our faith move with the wings of time. look thou no further little one, but afffix thine eye on that golden star; she is all that is free. by your side forever she will be.



shakespeare: all men have the power to choose divine postman. love flows from mute nature, from the woods the mountains and the lights of the firmament. these hints, dropped as it were from sleep and night, let us use in broad day.

the student divine postman is to read history actively and not passively; to esteem his own life the texts, and books the commentary. thus compelled, the muse of history will utter oracles, as never to those who do not respect themselves.

divine postman: let no man complain about the cards that life has dealt him. he can and he will, if he chooses, overcome the circumstances that life has found for him. there is no age or state of society or mode of action in history to which there is not somewhat corresponding to our life. everything tends in a wonderful manner to abbreviate itself and yield its own virtue to us.

shakespeare: one needs to fight for their life and not be apathetic. i must sit solidly at home, and not suffer myself to be bullied by kings or empires but know that iAM greater than all the geography and the government of the world. i must transfer the point of view from which history is commonly read from persia, athens, sparta, and rome to myself.

divine postman: your life is not your own shakespeare but belongs to the whole of mankind. apathy is a dangerous emotion because it makes fools out of those whom you share your life with. the joy in our life is in proportion to those whom we share it with. we must attain and maintain that lofty sight where facts yield their secret sense, and poetry, and philosophy alike.

life is a maze through which we navigate to reach our destiny. the journey is never straight but moves in a zigzag line. there will be an agreement in whatever variety of actions, so they be each honest and natural in their hour.

for of one will, the actions will be harmonious, however unlike they seem. these varieties are lost sight of at a little distance, at a little height of thought. one tendency unites them all. the voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tracks. see the line from a sufficient distance, and it straightens itself to the average tendency. our goodness must have some edge to it,- else it is none. truth is handsomer than the affectation of love.

shakespeare: once the will to meaning has been lost it seldom returns. what i must do is all that concerns me divine postman; not what the people think. this rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between meanness and greatness.

it is the harder because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it. it is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own. but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.

let us remain unmoved by the environment that we find ourselves in divine postman. our lives oscillate in solitude and the world. a talent is builded in solitude, a character in the stream of the world. the objection to conforming to usages that have become dead to you is that it scatters your force. it loses your time and blurs the impression of your character.

if you maintain a dead house, contribute to a dead bible-society, believe in the education at college of fools, spread your life like base house-keepers,- under all these screens i have trouble to detect the precise man you are: and of course so much force is withdrawn from your true life. but do your work, and i shall know you. do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself.

divine postman: we are here on this earth shakespeare for a bigger purpose, it is our duty to search for it every single day. let our lives not end with our families. if only we decided to simplify our lives, such great glory we would find. love lives in the grateful heart. sacrifice and success grow out of one stem.

success is a fruit that unsuspected ripens within the flower of the suffering that concealed it. cause and effect, means and ends, seed and fruit cannot be severed, for the effect already blooms in the cause, the end pre-exists in the means, the fruit lives in the seed.

to gratify the senses shakespeare, we sever the pleasure of the senses from the needs of the character. the ingenuity of man has always been dedicated to the solution of one problem,- how to detach the sensual sweet, the sensual strong, the sensual bright, etc., from the moral sweet, the moral deep, the moral fair; that is, again, to contrive to cut clean off this upper surface so thin as to leave it bottomless; to get a one end, without an other end.

the soul says, ‘eat;’ the body would feast. the soul says, ‘the man and woman shall be one flesh and one soul;’ the body would join the flesh only. the soul says, ‘have dominion over all things to the ends of virtue;’ the body would have power over things to its own ends.

shakespeare: the life of a child is shaped by the example that his parents set. he follows the habits that he sees in his home. our subconscious is shaped through observation. i remember growing up in boarding school divine postman, moving from school to school, and from village to town to city. i never had a home; i was shaped by the road in my childhood; today in my manhood i live in these roads that twist and turn. traveling alone and meeting people is what lives in my veins. now we tell these stories written in these mountains, these woods, and in these waters that pull you up when you bolder than the darkness.

the soul strives amain to live and work through all things. it reveals to man the end before the beginning, and commands that he moves with faith. the soul would be the only fact. time and space are but inverse measures of the force of the soul. all things shall be added unto it divine postman,- power, pleasure, beauty.

the pursuit of knowledge is a noble cause. let us not shun learning because of pressures in our society. men seek to be great; they would have offices, houses, herds, children, and cars. they think that to attain these things is to possess the one side of nature,- the sweet, without the other side the bitter.

they are ignorant of the reality that it will cost them all their freedom and all their time to maintain them. be careful what you ask for, once life gives it to you be prepared to sustain it with your whole life. a man will eventually have to trade his life for whatever it is that he desires. your life is your work divine postman.

divine postman: as the young we cannot accept what is advocated by seniors without questioning it friend. the parted water re-unites behind our hand. the only thing that we have shakespeare is time. what we put inside is what nature will give us back.

we can no more halve things and get the sensual good, by itself, than we can have an outside that shall have no inside, or a light without a shadow. drive out nature with a fork she comes running back. everything that lives in the physical is a manifestation of what we hold dear in the spirit.

certainly there is a possible right for me shakespeare that precludes the need of balance and willful election. for me, there is a reality, a fit place and congenial duties. i must place myself in the middle of the stream of power and wisdom which animates all whom it floats, and iAM without effort impelled to truth, to right and a perfect contentment. then i put all naysayers in the wrong. then iAM the world, the measure of right, of truth, of beauty. and i learn that the heavens and the good earth is my home.


divine postman: only nature can deliver us from our troubles. i find shelter in my solitude, i find safety in the sea.

lee: when there is enough movement inside our body nature will move us forward. the soul is an ocean whose depths can never be found. the brave will find adventure.

divine postman: the key in life is that we grow lee. and as we invest in ourselves and give of our life to the whole of man, we will attain infinite growth and joy.

lee: money will not solve our problems divine postman. people need to eat the right food, move their body and empower their minds. without wisdom the mind is sick, and the body itself, however physically powerful, can only have the kind of strength that is found in persons in a delirious or demented state. good health can only be attained through the pursuit of wisdom.

engage the body within nature’s bounds my friend and always make room for the spirit. heavy feeding dulls mental acuteness. there are short and simple exercises which will tire the body without undue delay and save what especially needs close accounting for- time. whatever exercises we engage in whether it is cycling, running, tennis, or weight-lifting we must return from body to mind very soon.

divine postman: the mind lee is a muscle and we need to exercise it daily to create new connections and sustain them in the long-term. only a moderate amount of work is needed for it to thrive and develop. the level of emotional fitness as well as the psychological strength that we cultivate begins with the food that we eat. a simple diet consisting of fresh fruits and vegetables does wonders in developing and sustaining one’s natural genius. we do not become rich through indulging in luxury and extravagance; but grow in wealth upon investing in mind and body.

the more material wealth people acquire, the less riches they will have in the soul. the more clutter there is in our lives the less purity there is within. for everything you gain you lose something. our culture does not know the meaning of gratitude, with all that we consume we can never have enough.

lee: the less wealth men have divine postman, the less they will covet. covetousness breeds envy, greed and discontent with our own lives. the life of folly is empty of gratitude, full of anxiety: it is focused wholly on the future. our lives are precipitated by blind desire into activities that are likely to bring us harm and will certainly never bring us satisfaction- if they could satisfy us they would have done so by now. we never think how pleasant it is to ask for nothing, how splendid it is to be complete and be independent of fortune.

all men will receive their share of fortune according to pallas athena’s divine providence. if you want to feel appreciative where the gods and your life are concerned, remind yourself of the victory you have attained to be where you are today. every ship is a romantic object, except that we sail in. embark and the romance quits our vessel and hangs on every other sail in the horizon. our life looks trivial, and we shun to record it. every man’s genius is unique taking the form of its own organic nature. we see love when we accept ourselves for who we are.

divine postman: every roof is agreeable to the eye until it is lifted; then we find tragedy and moaning women and hard-eyed husbands. through the begetting of children and the founding of family, we increase in numbers but dimish in strength. whilst thus the world will be whole and refuses to be disparted, we seek to act partially, to sunder, to disappropriate. strength is taken out of strong things, pleasure out of pleasant things, profit out of profitable things as soon as we seek to seperate them from the whole.

a family is not sustainable lee. it is an incredibly selfish institution and always acts on behalf of its own interest. it always takes and only gives when it will gain something for its members. we must live with one another on a basis of entire uniformity and equality through our simplicity. human nature is originally one- we are a whole. the desire and pursuit of the whole is love.

lee: the only pre-eminence that we should seek is through virtue alone. for there is no other difference or inequality between man. into every intelligence there is a door which is never closed, through which the creator passes. creatures and man alike are endowed with curiosity, and can only be limited by their desire to explore this ocean of beauty. the intellect, seeker of absolute truth, or the heart, lover of absolute good, intervenes for our succor, and at one whisper of these high powers we awake from ineffectual struggles, we cannot again contract ourselves to so base a state.

divine postman: wealth i desire to have friend but not to benefit me alone. through my fortune i should like to bring joy to many and unite all mankind. the secret of the illusoriness is in the necessity of a succession of moods or objects. gladly we would anchor, but the anchorage is quicksand. this onward trick of nature is too strong for us.

when tonight i look at the moon and stars, i seem stationary, and they to hurry. our love of the real draws us to permanence, but health of the body consists in circulation, and sanity of mind in variety or facility of association. we cannot be stuck in one space, we love to move- we need change of objects. dedication to one thought is quickly odious.

lee: in embracing the universal nature of man you must keep your gaze on the goal divine postman, which is unity in love. patience will prevail, justice, even if slow, is certain. persons and events may stand for a time between you and justice, but it is only a postponement.

divine postman: avarice begins with the food that we eat. when we indulge in meaningless meals that tickle our tongue and do not feed the body, we will indulge in superfluous consumption patterns that destroy not only the body but our character too.

lee: and instead of creating harmony through our actions we will cause pollution, waste, and crucify many creatures and trees.

divine postman: thus nature will groan for many centuries and man will pay the price for his ignorance. the children of tomorrow will carry the burden caused by their parents. there will be no trees to calm the winds, but city streets will be bare; the air will be stained by emissions from our transport, food, clothing, and medicine. man will feel the scars he has imposed on nature in his body- he will be prone to disease.

the buildings he runs to everyday will create more heat consuming energy and water. the sun will burn his skin in summer with no clouds and trees for shade. the cold winds will bite and cause his teeth to grin in the winter, the spring rains will wash away the soil with no trees to halt their course. and autumn will not charm him with the beauty of her leaves, only grey clouds will reflect on his airconditioned windows.

lee: let the traveler always be free in his thinking and never cease to ask questions; when his body is free, so will his mind be free. our action is overmastered and characterised above our will by the law of nature. we aim at a petty end quite aside from the public good, but our act arranges itself by an irresistable magnetism in a line with the poles of the world. it is thus written, because it thus in life divine postman.

divine postman: bread is enough to satisfy my hunger lee with tea or water. followed by some apples and bananas.

lee: i find it incredulous that we can be so ignorant of what we put in our mouths everyday. all our habits are merely a reaction from what we eat.

divine postman: the body belongs to nature friend, it holds all men accountable with the food that they eat. it is the alpha and the omega of obedience.

lee: none can leap beyond the bounds set for it! they tell me i will never make it, i will never achieve it; reality is nourishment but people do not believe it.

divine postman: our ambition lee is too great for a town or a city; i should like us to unite the whole world under the mountain of love. we make the future everyday but it starts with leaving the past. i think of chartterton, shelley, keats and byron, the marvellous sons of light. the sleepless souls, the extreme hope, the bloom whose petals nipped before they blew. died on the promise of the fruit.

lee: love will not die in our heart. do not cry for the lost smile for the living, life is for the living. a thing of beauty is a joy forever, its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams. and health and quiet breathing.


divine postman: there are no shortcuts in life.

indi: there is only the long way round divine postman.

divine postman: we must be prepared to make great sacrifices for what we believe in indi. human life is mysterious and inviolable, and we hedge it round with institutions and dogma.

indi: learning is a lifetime endeavor my friend, the world exists for the education of each man. we need to investigate the causes and principles of life that we may understand all that has befallen us. we need to connect our history with our destiny, there is meaning in every experience in our lives.

divine postman: we all desire to be rich indi, to have the freedom, power, and grace that is proper to man. riches begin when we choose to become self-reliant; the mind was made to think, the body was made to move,- to find our fortune we need to combine both mind and body. my dream is to inspire the young and to impart wisdom upon them. our life is for itself and not for a spectacle.

indi: i much prefer that it should be of a lower strain, so it be genuine and equal than it should be glittering and unsteady. so rich is the shepherd who lives simply. what the youth of today need to learn divine postman is that the age of waking up in the morning to go to work or school has passed.

divine postman: today indi we can sit on our phones choosing whatever topic we love on the internet and reading and writing as though our life depended on it.

indi: what the pc nomad learns in a month will take the conventional student the whole year, if not his whole life to learn. the value of the universe contrives to throw itself into every point. if the good is there, so is the evil; if the affinity, so the repulsion; if the force, so the limitation. a perfect equity adjusts its balance in all parts of life. the dice of love are always loaded.

divine postman: the mass of men waste their lives indi, running around mindless and without a clue why they are getting the results that they are getting. the world looks like a multiplication table, or a mathematical equation, which, turn it how you will, balances itself. take what figure you will, its exact value, nor more nor less, still returns to you.

indi: whether one has lost the will to meaning or has received a grander vision for his life we are all getting results. every act rewards itself, or, in other words integrates itself, in a twofold manner; first in the thing, or in real nature; second in the circumstance, or in apparent nature.

the causal retribution is in the thing and is seen by the soul. the retribution in the circumstance is seen by the understanding; it is inseperable from the thing, but is often spread over a long time. and so does not become distinct until after many years.

divine postman: the results that we get in life are derived from our thinking and our thinking will shape our habits. we make life so difficult indi when it is so simple!

indi: as we complicate it we lose it. and thus we whine in our sorrows, we give in to convulsions and despairs simply because we do not ask ‘why’.

divine postman: when we take a step back from the rushing mob and cease to interfere with the optimism of nature, we will get the vantage ground of the past and find a wiser mind in the present.

indi: and come to learn that we are begirth with laws that execute themselves. let us draw a lesson from nature, which always works by short ways. when the fruit is ripe, it falls. when the fruit is dispatched, the leaf falls. the circuit of the water is mere falling. the walking of all man and animals is a falling forward.

divine postman: our duty is to become water and let love move us forward believing in the purpose life has called us to fulfill. the simplicity of nature is not that which may easily be read, but is inexhaustible. the last analysis can no wise be made. we judge of a man’s wisdom by his hope, knowing that the perception of the inexhaustibleness of nature is an immortal youth.

forever young we are within when we choose to simplify our lives and embrace adventure. all goes to show that the soul in man is not an organ, but animates and exercises all the organs; is not a function, like the power of memory, of calculation, of comparison, but uses these as hands and feet; is not a faculty, but a light; is not the intellect or the will, but the master of the intellect and the will; is the background of our being, in which they lie,- an immensity not possessed and that cannot be possessed.

indi: from within or from behind divine postman, a light shines through us upon things and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all. all reform aims in some one particular to let the soul have its way through us; in other words to engage us to obey.


divine postman: the youth lives in the shadow of his parents.

aphelele: he imitates and conforms and does not carve out his own legacy.

divine postman: we should not trust the opinion of parents without questioning it. they aimed low and did not explore the many ways that one can make a living.

aphelele: they rejected faith and were consumed by the dollar. they conspired to kill our dreams; but they failed to conquer love generation. crabbed age and youth cannot live together: youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care. youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.

youth is full of sport, age’s breath is short, youth is nimble, age is lame; youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold. youth is wild and age is tame; age i do abhor thee, but history i learn through thee; youth i do adore thee, but discipline you command from me.

divine postman: whoso would be a man aphelele, must be a non-conformist. he who would gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness, but must explore if it be goodness. nothing is at last sacred to me but the integrity of my own mind. absolve you to yourself my friend and you shall have the suffrage of the world. no law can be sacred to you but that of your own nature.

aphelele: whatever mode of life parents choose and subsequently prescribe for their children, the laws of nature will never change. good and bad are but names very readily transferable to that or this divine postman; the only right is what is after my constitution; the only wrong what is against it. iAM ashamed to think how easily we capitulate to offices and titles, to large societies and dead institutions.

divine postman: i fail to understand why parents desperately seek to possess their children aphelele. they consider children as being their property and can never willingly set them free to explore the world. oh! how they failed to impart wisdom. a slave will breed a slave.

aphelele: when we are imprisoned within we will seek to imprison others without. homes have become a cage whereby mother, father, son, and daughter are trapped. nothing venture, nothing have. in sparta divine postman a child remained at home for only the first seven years of his life; thereafter he leaves home and never returns again. he gives his life to the service of his country. education in sparta took the form of immersion through habit.

lycurgus forbade that laws be put into writing, for one of the rhetras forbids it. he thought that if the most important and binding principles which conduce to the prosperity and virtue of a city were implanted in the habits and training of its citizens, they would remain unchanged and secure, having a stronger bond than compulsion in the fixed purposes imparted to the young by education, which perfoms the office of a lawgiver for every one of them.

wisdom surpasses the dollar divine postman; for it is wisdom alone that sustains a man in the midst of tragedy. you cannot have a career and a great family life. nature hates monopolies and exceptions.

divine postman: if the gatherer gathers too much, nature takes out of the man and his children what she puts into his chest. swells the estate but kills the man with his children.

aphelele: the waves of the sea do not more speedily seek a level from their loftiest tossing, as day and night balance the earth’s temperature.

divine postman: the varieties of condition will always equalize themselves. there is always some leveling circumstance that puts down the overbearing, the strong, the rich, and the fortunate.

aphelele: and places them substantially on the same ground with others. the poet upon forsaking all things for his craft will become rich with experience and the life in his word will endure. he is all that believes in the might of love, the rebel of nature.

divine postman: he takes the long way round and investigates every cause questioning what the mob take for granted.

aphelele: thus with his presence he is a gift unto all mankind. he is a walking knowledge imparting wisdom on those who thirst. none will teach us more than our experiences divine postman. to get something out you must put something in.

divine postman: i remember caesar aphelele who willingly underwent every danger and refused no toil. he endured toils beyond his body’s apparent power. he was of a spare habit, had a soft skin, suffered from distemper in the head, and was subject to epileptic fits.

nevertheless, he did not make his feeble health an excuse for soft living, but rather his military service a cure for his feeble health, since by wearisome journeys, simple diet, continously sleeping in the open air, and enduring hardships, he fought off his trouble and kept his body strong against its attacks. we must never give up on our dream aphelele, whatever obstacle is before us we can overcome within.

aphelele: you cannot change the past divine postman; you can only create the future.


divine postman: the joy of the dollar is short-lived robert.

kiyosaki: when people find their joy in the dollar divine postman, they will become slaves to money. waking up in the morning for the majority of their lives to work for money. most people have a price for their souls because of human emotions named fear and greed. first, the fear of being without money motivates people to work hard.

once people get their paychecks greed or desire starts to set in and stimulates their thinking about all the wonderful things that money can buy. the routine becomes entrenched through repetition.

divine postman: the habit of waking up everyday in the morning is bred through schooling. at an early age children are conditioned to wake up and go to school.

kiyosaki: the routine of schooling is subconsciously preparing them for their adult life when they will serve an institution. thus forsaking their lives.

divine postman: schooling is the engine by which the powers that be produce laborers to work the economy of a nation.

kiyosaki: the government along with the private sector needs human hands, just as henry ford needed workers in the production line to produce more cars.

divine postman: through indoctrination from schooling, and the marketing of what money can buy people have fears instilled in them which motivates them to live for greed.

kiyosaki: schooling does not impart the culture of giving and fails to acknowledge that we live in a system. there will be a discord in our lives when we live for a family. buying more comfort, more security, and more food will not cause our fears to disappear.

divine postman: money cannot eradicate your fears kiyosaki, it is only through obeying the divine laws of nature that we will learn and grow.

kiyosaki: nature will not have us fret and fume. she does not like our benevolence or our learning much better than she likes our frauds and wars divine postman.

divine postman: she calls all men unto her with the break of dawn. the tempered light of the woods is like a perpetual morning, and is stimulating and heroic, mythology comes alive in the silent woods. the anciently reported spells of these places creep on us. the stems of pines, hemlocks, and oaks almost gleam like iron on the excited eye.

kiyosaki: city dolls divine postman are full of mechanical actions. love will bring abundant joy; but our benevolence is unhappy. hera demands the attention of all men unto herself, that she may whisper within.

divine postman: oh! how jealous she is kiyosaki of her divine souls, a man can never tread in her presence when he is busy with many idols. she commands absolute solitude.

kiyosaki: we pain ourselves to please nobody, our homes, our marriages, our religions, our employments, and our system of education are yokes to the neck.

divine postman: there are natural ways of arriving at the ends at which these aim, but do not arrive.

kiyosaki: all men desire freedom, joy, love, knowledge and pleasure but go about it in a perverted manner.

divine postman: why should all virtue work in one and the same way kiyosaki? and why should all give dollars?

kiyosaki: it is very inconvenient to us rural folk who live with fire, water, earth, and air divine postman. and we do not think that any good will come of it either. we find refuge in our history.

divine postman: we have not dollars friend; merchants have. let them give them. farmers will give corn, poets will sing; philosophers and historians will share wisdom.

kiyosaki: servants will lend a hand, the children will bring flowers, and the young men and women will dance around the fire.

divine postman: goats will delight us with their clashing horns, young sheep will fill our hearts with their tender bleats. and the stars will grant men peace. iAM taught the poorness of our invention kiyosaki, the ugliness of houses, cities, and palaces. art and luxury have early learned that they must work as enhancement and sequel to this original beauty.

iAM overinstructed for my return. henceforth i shall be hard to please. i cannot go back to toys. iAM grown expensive and sophisticated. i can no longer live without elegance, but a village folk shall be my master of revels. he who knows the most; he who knows what sweets and virtues are in the ground, the waters, the sheep, the mountains, the trees, and heavens. and how to come at these enchantments is the rich and royal man. heaven and earth lives in the mind.

kiyosaki: nothing is left us now but death my friend. we look to that with a grim satisfaction, saying there atleast is reality that will not dodge us. greatest of all joys is to be master of yourself. we see young men divine postman who owe us a new world, so readily and lavishly they promise; they die young and dodge the account; or if they live they lose themselves in the crowd.

divine postman: we must always hold our gaze robert and listen to the whispers of love. and continue to give our lives to a noble cause. i will not live among ruins. i believe in the glory of heaven and earth. my treasure i will find in her roots. my soul cannot be bought.


homer: without giving divine postman we can never grow rich.

divine postman: through self-indulgence there is only death homer. we only live when we find our purpose; it will drive us to contribute beyond ourselves. and prevail over all it is that men and women hold dear in their fleshly sight.

homer: how mysterious is the might of nature, so enduring are her laws. we nestle in nature divine postman, and draw our living as parasites from her roots and grains, and we receive glances from the heavenly bodies, which call us to solitude and foretell the remotest future.

divine postman: what all men do homer in their employments is oppose the hands of time. they refuse to bow down to the season in their lives. none but time is sovereign over all men. time was when all things grew up at once she is most wise and will bring everything to light. she is alright when everyone is wrong.

homer: such fools zeus makes out of men. he blinds them as they walk into their graves. o thou only great athena, sprinkling with an unwearied providence certain penal blindesses upon such as have unbridled desires!

divine postman: men assume that their ways surpass nature. however, they fail to understand that the wisdom of athena is everlast. the song of the god of the silver bow apollo will never cease.

homer: everything turns sour in our lives the moment that we put flesh in our bodies.

divine postman: the food that we eat triggers a reaction and ultimately produces ends that are not aligned with nature. it takes enormous quantities of water to produce flesh, and as the earth suffers from the production of animal foods, so will our bodies suffer through dehydration and disease.

homer: eating meat divine postman displaces the human body from its natural frequency. whereas a diet composing of plant-based foods, rich in fresh fruits and vegetables, produces a magnetism aligning us with nature. the spinach has life in its veins, it absorbs light, air, and water.

divine postman: food can be very dangerous homer when it is not guided with wisdom. the soul says eat, but the body would feast.

homer: thus man does not gain knowledge; he loses the power of his natural genius.

divine postman: he lives in fear and spends his whole life running away from himself. the most difficult of all things in life is to know thyself.

homer: all wisdom begins divine postman when we know ourselves, and we need to study nature to understand who we are. to find the roots of nature our food must be water.

divine postman: what nature prescribed for man to eat does not tickle his tongue but feeds his body.

homer: food is every household’s greatest expense. and this is not because food is costly but because people have no idea what is food and end up buying food for entertainment and not for nutrition. because people are ignorant about nutrition they resort to wasteful expenditure.

divine postman: thence there are diseases of affluence. pollution; poverty; jealousy; greed and slavery is a result of man’s failure to understand what food he is to eat.

homer: oh! how great is the price of ignorance friend. it will confine many generations; destroying many dreams.

divine postman: we write homer not that we may get paid but that we may know. and learn to question everything.

homer: and in time when nature is satisfied with our growth she will compensate us for all our labors.

divine postman: never again will we be in need of the dollar. for as we waited for fortune we were attaining immortal glory. wisdom, in truth homer, is what will grant a man fame. all literature writes the character of the wise man. there is no fire or danger on earth that will destroy love.

homer: we love to be in the presence of the wise divine postman. i remember lycurgus the father of sparta going to delphi friend to visit the oracle. scarcely had he entered into the inner fane, when the pythoness exclaimed aloud: “oh! thou great lycurgus, that com’st to my beautiful dwelling, dear to love, and to all who sit in the halls of olympus, whether to hail thee a god i know not, or only a mortal. but my hope is strong that a god thou wilt prove, lycurgus”.