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THE REVOLUTION OF THE PAST

GENERATION IN THE RELIGIOUS

SCIENCES HAS SCARCELY

PENETRATED POPULAR

CONSCIOUSNESS AND HAS YET

TO SIGNIFICANTLY INFLUENCE

PUBLIC ATTITUDES THAT REST

UPON TOTALLY OUTMODED

CONCEPTIONS.

PAUL sat in his baff, wondering what to do next. "Well, what shall I do next? What is the next thing demanded of me by history?" If you know who it is they are whispering about, then you usually dont like it. If Paul wants to become a monk, thats his affair entirely. Of course we had hoped that he would take up his sword as part of the Presidents war on poetry. The time is ripe for that. The root causes of poetry have been studied and studied. And now that we know that pockets of poetry still exist in our great country, especially in the large urban centers, we ought to be able to wash it out totally in one generation, if we put our backs into it. But we were prepared to hide our disappointment. The decision is Pauls finally. "Are those broken veins in my left cheek, above the cheekbone there? No, thank God, they are only tiny whiskers not yet whisked away. Missed in yesterdays scrape, but vulnerable to the scrape of today." Besides, most people are not very well informed about the cloistered life. Certainly they can have light bulbs if they want them, and their rivers and mountains are not inferior to our own. "They make interesting jam," Hank said. "But its his choice, in the final analysis. Anyhow, we have his typewriter. That much of him is ours, now." People were caressing each other under Pauls window. "Why are all these people existing under my window? It is as if they were as palpable as me -- as bloody, as firm, as well-read." Monkish business will carry him to town sometimes; perhaps we will be able to see him then.

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