“Arthur,” Vladimir said to Arthur, just last night. “Tell the people to treat as a lie, whatsoever I may say, today, and tomorrow. Indeed, treat as a lie,
everything, I say. And tell them moreover, about reading, between the lines, of the countless, lies.”
“Tell the people on my behalf about the lies. And the whys. Tell the people why everybody’s lying. Tell the people Art, the stories. Tell them about lies, allies,
alliances; and betrayals. Blow your whistle, Arthur. People need to know about … the whys.”
Each evening’s soirée begins with Voltaire’s Prayer: Lord: Protect me from my friends. I’ll take care of my enemies. For the whys of everything, Scripture;
and only seemingly discordant, other Scriptures; including, since 1955, The Urantia Book, Scripture.
For answers, existential, consult, your Scripture; and everybody else’s Scriptures, as well. Including, since 1955, The Urantia Book, Scripture.
Each soirée begins with Voltaire’s Prayer: Lord: Protect me from my friends. Help me care for my enemy, better.
More favorable business climates. Less, uncooperative nations. Less investigations of me and my businesses. More investigations of them.
Voltaire’s Prayer; a good lead in to debate on a climate crisis, immigration and transition to states, sans sovereigns.
More favorable business climates. Less, Irans and Koreas. Less investigations of me. More investigations of them. On Voltaire’s
Prayer, existential crises and a formidable transition to a no-brainer single, state. Like Jared, a very wise man, was Voltaire.
Like Voltaire, wise, is Jared. He’s delivering to the Middle-East, a favorable, business, climate. With less armed, Irans and Koreas. On Voltaire’s
Prayer, existential crises, and a formidable transition, to a no-brainer, single, state. Wise, was Voltaire.