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Alternative title: - "Guitars to The Stars (The other side of the Screwdriver)"

All Things Spiritual (The wide world of delusional nonsense).

Reply to friend's email: - Lovely animations, by the way. Those are actually very beautiful pictures, to my mind - and joking aside, along with the simple symmetry of duality (honestly and seriously), right at the very heart of our "raison d'etre"; we are essentially bi-symmetric entities. Lumps of sentient meat, yes, with a lot to learn but "self aware beings" nonetheless and for evolution to continue, there needs to be an in-built attraction factor to make us go for it sexually.

The strongest and simplest pattern (like a music string being the simplest machine), is the driving thing with us to make us want to reproduce: - bi-symmetry itself - and beauty is balance, laterally, mostly it seems.

Sigmund Freud would doubtless have it that a glimpse the human female genitalia in particular appeals to the normal male, mostly because, if you drew it in cartoon form, it would be just two lines, side by side. Like hypnotising a chicken by lying its head with its eye-view against a straight line drawn on the ground, simplicity wins every time. God was thinking, "If they can just see a little bit of it when the lady is standing up straight, the boys will go for that". And, rather unremarkably, they do don't they!

My Friend Leonardo had it that "If it were not for a pretty smile, the human race would not exist at all" (and he was really into meat). They do say that the worst thing about oral sexual foreplay is "the view" but Adam just has to go there because he has seen it from afar...

Symmetry.

Cool (and not original) logical thought; something I thought I'd share with you here. But wha-a-a-t a God, eh?

That's right. The creator of the universe, sublime inventor of mathematics, of relativistic space-time, of quarks and quanta, of life itself, Almighty God, who reads our every thought and hears our every prayer, omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent God couldn't think of a better way to forgive us than to have himself tortured and executed. For heaven's sake, if he wanted to forgive us, why didn't he just forgive us? Who, after all, needed to be impressed by the blood and the agony? Nobody but himself (from on-line comment).

Spirituality is fine by me but there are far too many people who want to tell you about theirs. The most concise summing up of religion, broadside, simply cannot be polite. Billy Connolly does this really well.

But if you want absolution from all possible doubtful thoughts, you simply have to watch this apparently rather challenged individual do his stuff. Don't worry, he is actually a comedian. Checkmate is indeed the word, friend - and I would also add to that how it's difficult not to laugh. But it really is so very dreadfully sad that there really are people like that. He does a great impression in my opinion.

Religion for me has always been a very mixed bag until recently, when like Jimmy Carr, I just decided that there was no point pussy-footing about with these religious people any more. They are just very stupid.

In 1972 I took a holiday on my own down to the west country of the UK. In those days, Stonehenge was still open to foot visitors; no barbed wire barriers. These days you couldn't do it but back then, I had the extreme good fortune to be able to spend the entire night alone right in the middle of the circle, resting my back against what's (wrongly) called the altar. It was a supremely spiritual experience, only marred by a group of drunks arriving just pre-dawn, shouting crass nonsense and flashing torches. At that point, the security guys were alerted and we were all expelled.

But in the truest sense, I felt that I had met "My Father". The experience was just so very Primal and even in the coldest light of day I can see, in retrospect, why that would be. The people who had built this immense edifice were probably as adept at hallucinogenic propulsion as was I at the time...

So I am a spiritual person but beyond this, don't need to discuss it much. (Paul Simon).

Alternative title: - "Guitars to The Stars" & "The other side of the Screwdriver".

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