Letters to the Editor
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Sad Searchers...
Well, the result of witnessing the LaRouches and Rajneeshees and even simple New Agers or Christians through my life is that I have a strong distaste for searchers.
All we need is right infront of us. We are born. We Die. We are material, temporary. The world is a gorgeous place all on its own. You just have to open your eyes to the small everyday details. Humming birds, sandwiches, trees, books, whatever. That's it. Isn't that enough?
...Oh my god I've gone soft here, hey I could start my own cult!

