There is an old occult maxim which declares that—" Nothing is concealed from him who knows." No Mason is bound to conceal that which he has never learned in the Lodge. All else he receives as he learns any thing, places his own estimate upon its value, and becomes individually responsible for its use. It must be a matter of conscience, and be weighed in the balance of duty, and every one must abide by the result. If Masonry has lost the Royal Secret, or if it never possessed it, or if it was wrenched away in the very name of Religion little more than a century ago, all the same, it belongs to the Craft as the Heir-apparent of the Old Wisdom. But the time has come when no cable-tow can bind it. It now belongs to Humanity equally with the Mason. To this end has it been preserved throughout the centuries.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Good By Neighbor........

My neighbor died yesterday, I didn't know him. Sure I had seen him many times, walking down the steep hill rain, snow, or sunshine, walking to the local convenience store for a rack of beer, which seemed to be his sustenance, I've felt the pull.

Now its not my place to judge, but I did, and now I feel like shit, I'm sure his demons were to much.

I would see him staggering alone, day to night, rarely would I comment aloud. Should I have stepped up, I don't know. What could I have done? Although I saw the spiral down I did nothing what could I have done?

He died alone, in his backyard.

He wasn't old, ten years younger then I, but his liver wasn't as strong.

He had a dog, all black and really friendly, how fitting. I hope in his last moments he was enjoying the love he had for his dog “Sadie”.

Goodbye Mark, I know not your last name, the world was not your cup of tea!

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