By RITA GREEN
BREEZE
Ya he! Ha he! I am
the eagle, yi! The mighty one! I soar aloft! I look upon the sun! Unto the four
world-points I fare, Calling, and as I wheel Athwart the soundless blue, Up
from the east ...the white dawn riseth, Faint, on, steadily, I soar To greet
the Day-God— The Sun, Life-Giver, beams upon my pride. On conquering wings The
teaming earth I circle To cry the glory of all things growing; The forest's
whisper, the voices of the sea. The scudding clouds I spurn! I spread my
rain-plumes proudly! Fearless and swift ...I journey to the westward, Fearless
and swift ...I glide upon the rainbow. Yi, triumphant, Straight and high my
pinions bear me —To joy unchanging, and beyond! Then call I farewell to day. Yi
ho ee go! I am the eagle, yi! The mighty one! I soar aloft! I look upon the
sun! Ya he! Ha he! I am the eagle, yi! The mighty one! I soar aloft! I look
upon the sun! Unto the four world-points I fare, Calling, and as I wheel
Athwart the soundless blue, Up from the east ...the white dawn riseth, Faint,
on, steadily, I soar To greet the Day-God— The Sun, Life-Giver, beams upon my
pride. On conquering wings The teaming earth I circle To cry the glory of all
things growing; The forest's whisper, the voices of the sea. The scudding clouds
I spurn! I spread my rain-plumes proudly! Fearless and swift ...I journey
to the westward, Fearless and swift ...I glide upon the rainbow. Yi,
triumphant, Straight and high my pinions bear me —To joy unchanging, and
beyond! Then call I farewell to day. Yi ho ee go! I am the eagle, yi! The
mighty one! I soar aloft! I look upon the sun!
Ownership
In these times of unusual awakening, when we are witnessing the greatest experiment in social and economic adjustment of all time in India and Russia, it is well that we pause to consider whether we ourselves must come to the parting with old institutions and come to the collectiveness of property. We must realize that private ownership is not so much a matter of legal title, recorded deeds, and certificates as it is a state of consciousness, recorded so deep within the minds of people that it cannot be shaken by anything short of cataclysm in the world, or death of the physical being. It is no wonder that, when the first lessons of childhood are concerned primarily with ownership, and are carried on through the public school system to maturity, it is evident that the idea of ownership and its desirability have become a part of the very nature of the people.
In this discussion we are not concerned primarily with any change of the outward material manifestations of ownership, for we realized that as long as people think about it as they do now, it would be far easier to drain the oceans than to take away these institutions. Indeed, it is very questionable if taking away the individual right to certain private ownership would effect any commendable results, but certainly there are some subjective treatments of the consciousness of ownership which will bear careful scrutiny. Next page>>
by: Yaphet Kotto
A SPIRITUAL ARMY
It is noon-time! My friends, sleeping
yet? The Divine Bugle is calling! Everything may seem peaceful and quiet to
you, perhaps, because you are asleep, enjoying partial health and prosperity.
But wake up, watch, listen! Ignorance, disease, poverty, crime and death, fully
equipped with a million missiles of misery, are swarming in hordes to invade
you body and soul, cities, homes, your loved ones. We want recruits, to train
themselves first, and others afterward, to fight these universal enemies. Next page >>
