water reached the ceiling below deck. Our
last breaths filled our watery grave.
Surprised at how quick and painless these
deaths were, Chief Joseph whispered into
my ear again, "Life manages, life slates, from
on and on into eternity." "Amen." I added.
Reflecting on these moments and how I no
longer felt anything, I asked, "Death is no
longer feeling?" "Exactly," he said, "Vitality is
life. Numbness is death. When you no longer
feel, you are dead."
"It is not death, but a bad life, which
destroys the soul."
The Pythagorean Sourcebook, Select Sentences of
Sextus the Pythagorean, No. 91, (Mystery
Religions, Pythagorean)
And so it came to pass that Chief
Joseph taught me the mysteries of evolution
as we sat at his fire smoking the pipe of
peace, a little bit of which I share with you
now. "If what is, is; then what is not, is not.
In the kaleidoscope of creation, what is
continually expands and changes. What is
depends entirely upon the point of now in
which you peer through. What is, in this
now, is. But what was, in another now, no
longer remains, unless you separate that