<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=525322" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Money never really mattered <br>he made it, spent it, <br>over a long principled life; that <br>in itself was enough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Money was just a simple tool <br>to procure, life’s necessities, <br>to be used wisely skillfully, <br>as were all tools; of life’s trade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was to be used, that was all, <br>unlike others, his money he used; <br>it did not use him, rule over him, <br>control his actions, control his life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the God bestowed information <br>contained in his astute judicious brain; <br>of more lasting value, than development, <br>of a super-sonic, combat attack aircraft.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Full-blooded wanders <br>certain knowledge know, <br>the depths of such intrinsic <br>knowledge, understanding, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">is like the vast energized dark <br>freezing depths; of interstellar <br>space, waiting for us to go there, <br>search out, explore new knowledge.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And ultimately enlightened know...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last thing he said <br>before he smiling died. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spread my ashes over Auschwitz. <br>Spread my ashes. Spread my ashes. <br>Among my nameless beloved brethren.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a strange saintly kind of guy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Copyright © Terence George Craddock<br>Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know) <br>A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know) <br>Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know) <br>I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know) <br>God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terence+George+Craddock">Terence George Craddock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=525322" data-title="God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know) de Terence George Craddock" data-description="Money never really mattered he made it, spent it, over a long principled life; that in itself was enough. Money was just a simple tool to procure, life’s necessities, to be used wisely skillfully, as were all tools; of life’s trade. It..."></div> </div> </div>

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