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The idea of owning a country, drawing imaginary lines in dirt or water that you did not create, is as ridiculous as that of illusional ownership of a planet, star, or galaxy - when mere human beings were not responsible for how it came to be, why it is there under their clay feet, or have any clue as to how to go about controlling its spinning, the set degree of its axes, or its final fate or destination.
The universe is a busy waitress. It is most efficient to tell her exactly how and what you would like on your hamburger. She's busy. She is attracted to mannerly patrons who hold a clear idea of what they would like from the menu of life. The more specific and decided in delivery, the more efficiently that ticket will go to the front of the fervent cook's line. You are hungry. She knows this. Relay your order specifically, simply, gently. She will bring it to you as closely as you visualized, and faster than other more complicated tickets. + + +