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The Israelites were dying of thirst. Approaching Moses they beseeched him for some resolution.  He told them to pray.   When nothing happened, they complained.  "Where is your faith?" he asked. "You failed to dig any reservoirs to contain the water when it rained..." 

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more irony

I can safely say that no one is ever truly safe.

till death will i clobber you

We know we'd give our life for them but destroy them with our words.

how do you get your iron(y)?

The evolved human would appear to be vegetarian.
The evolved plant would appear to be carnivorous.

easy doesn't do it

It takes a great amount of effort to achieve effortlessness.

but it IS red....

For communication that can even approach efficacy  we require a compromise in our insistence of understanding; a neutral ground of relative perception.  I know that when I refer to the firetruck as "red" it is anything but.  In actuality, I am perceiving not the firetruck itself but the reflection of the spectrum of light waves it will not absorb-in this case the lowest of the rainbow.   For the sake of expediency I acquiesce and call the truck red.  "When in Rome..." they say.  Rome will have burnt to the ground by the time we're done dancing around semantics.

a day is as a thousand years

      Time is not an absolute of the Universe. 
     It is a phenomenon occuring in our own mind and of our own making; a tool of our own design.  It is relative to our perception.  Time is akin to the sound that was never made by the tree that fell in the forest when no one was around to hear it.  
     Being, as it is, a dependent of our personal  subjectivity, its "reality" is commensurate with the experience of the individual.  Hence, its nature is also one of perspective.  For the pentagenarian a year is but a mere fiftieth of their life.  For the toddler it is one-half of their realized existence.  As the number of days grow larger the length of each day grows shorter, relative to the Observer.
    When we look at the gnat, we see a creature that lives for a day.  But the gnat maneuvers a thousand times faster than we do in its "one day."  Whose experience is the more comprehensive...?  As much as space needs to be properly allocated for the puzzle pieces of Creation to fit, wouldn't that which we call time act as an equally-necessary component of this ecology in the same fashion?  In fact, it would not be  time itself but the perception of individual experience that would allow for the vacancy  required by  billions of billions of lives.
      My hypothesis: The perceived length of any unit of relative time is inversely proportionate to the accumulation of said units. 
      The pragmatism is two-fold:  Regarding ourselves and our budgeting of "time", we cannot be so rash as to look forward to a steady decline in our later years, but rather to an ever-increasing angle of descent over the edge of life followed by a straight drop.  Regarding our responsibility to those beginning this journey of life we must remember the relative enormity in which they perceive that which we deem to be so trivial and insignificant.   
      The grander implication concerns perception in regard to Cosmic responsibility; namely that the words we use, and the things we do, impact the young and innocent in far greater scope than we can consciously remember. To even attempt to understand requires a concentrated effort on our part-with that only being fueled by a conscience dictating that we do so.  We must remember to remember.
     In the end, we must adapt our perception to allow for the trait of empathy toward every other being and every other creature, with more relative importance being given to the smaller and the more fragile.  To be delicate requires great power.  Finesse is acquired through experience.  When the Master said it He wasn't describing a prerequisite for the  jockeying of a position, but rather the principle aspect-La raison d'être-of the job itself:  " The greatest among you will be your servant." 

we'll fire the missiles right after Tosh.0....

In the end, I think it will be a sense of humor that saves the world...

the new age

The ancients had intuition and communion with nature. We have intellect and rationalization. Let all creation hope that when the two meet again our morality is there for the reunion.

intuition

The more one learns to live by intuition the less able they are to offer conscious explanations for their actions.  It is akin to attempting to explain in waking life a dream:  Both processes have as their origin the higher realms.

foot in mouth

Be cautious with self-deprecation; somebody may just back you up on it.

compassion under fire

Whenever someone is attacking you without apparent cause and all reasoning seems useless, remember this: What you can't see standing behind you,  invisible to all, is the horde of demons from that person's past.