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Uriel’s Machine lies sprawled everywhere if we but look.

High culture meant something else in the past.
Not electronics or powered technology;
It meant integrating humanity with the natural world
In which our lives are immersed, of which we are part.
We are ignorant of so much,
We have lost so much meaning and significance from those days.
Back then, we wore the world like clothes.
We lived with the cosmos like air on our skin.
We connected to sky cycles and lived by cosmic rhythms.

Now we stare at screens, touch keypads, and wonder if we’re loved.

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About Gene Stewart

Born 7 Feb 1958 Altoona, PA, USA Married 1980 Three sons, grown Have lived in Japan, Germany, all over US Currently in Nebraska I write, paint, play guitar Read widely Wide taste in music, movies Wide range of interests Hate god yap Humanist, Rationalist, Fortean Love the eerie
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