There are problems in the world, pretending they dont exist does not make it so.

If we were to move aside dogma, ruff, ruff, or the unimportance of dogma,  for Possibility, ah then like the man who cast’s a stone into the still pond watches the concentric circles expands, he wonders.

Yet, still looking on in pursuit of linear time, he wonders which way is straight ahead, or to veer? He is never abscent the question the rational thought, the way to steer. Would seem. John G.