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Faith is often blind, and that seems tragic. It drops to its knees, humble and devout. Science’s problem is lack of magic. It can’t accept the mystical throughout. Each sees light stream through a prism of glass. The pious think of stained-glass and God’s bliss, and all but simplicity they let pass. They have no need for a hypothesis. The logical need to know how light’s bent, and measure photon wavelength to decide if particle-waves end the argument or there are more dimensions to divide. The first has all the answers that it needs. The other must seek before it accedes.

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Date: 5/15/2011 12:15:00 PM
Interesting work..God made it and man just learns what it is and what it does..Sara
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Date: 5/15/2011 11:58:00 AM
i responded to your censorship poem, the only ones complaining of porn censorship are ones posting it or reading it..
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Date: 6/5/2011 11:39:00 AM
The only ones responding to topics that they imagine having to do with sex are those who are obsessed with pornography.