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	<title>Comments on: THE SECRET SHARER</title>
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		<title>By: wendysalter</title>
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		<description>I have spent a wet windy afternoon sitting in the warmth and comfort of my small unsplendid conservatory, reading your life quest to answer some questions. All the time I was reading my mind dashed off on tangents of aggreement and contradition until I drew to the end and asked myself &#039;how can I comment on this&#039;. It is such an honest, fresh and personal story of a journey through thought/time, that I don&#039;t feel qualified to comment.
 Except - one question arose. How would we quantify our existence and our observation of that experience, with no knowledge of a God, spirituality or a moral conscience? What measure would we use if none of those things had been invented? If we had been a Robinson Crusoe from the start and only lived according to the Russian Roulette of survival, what would we dream about and how would we meet death? 
 The only person we could ask would be ourself.
And, Cliff, the mind would be the Higher Power, with which we could be as imaginative as we like, and it could all be true.
Wendy</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have spent a wet windy afternoon sitting in the warmth and comfort of my small unsplendid conservatory, reading your life quest to answer some questions. All the time I was reading my mind dashed off on tangents of aggreement and contradition until I drew to the end and asked myself &#8216;how can I comment on this&#8217;. It is such an honest, fresh and personal story of a journey through thought/time, that I don&#8217;t feel qualified to comment.<br />
 Except &#8211; one question arose. How would we quantify our existence and our observation of that experience, with no knowledge of a God, spirituality or a moral conscience? What measure would we use if none of those things had been invented? If we had been a Robinson Crusoe from the start and only lived according to the Russian Roulette of survival, what would we dream about and how would we meet death?<br />
 The only person we could ask would be ourself.<br />
And, Cliff, the mind would be the Higher Power, with which we could be as imaginative as we like, and it could all be true.<br />
Wendy</p>
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		<title>By: cliff lewis</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 04:21:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>John: It is what it is! The beam of light and pattern of the carpet was natural beauty - it&#039;s all around us, you just have to look. No need to attribute it to a higher power. It&#039;s all in the mind.
Cliff</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>John: It is what it is! The beam of light and pattern of the carpet was natural beauty &#8211; it&#8217;s all around us, you just have to look. No need to attribute it to a higher power. It&#8217;s all in the mind.<br />
Cliff</p>
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