VML-7/24/01

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But here is another question: Is man a tiny boat in a tempest, raised

one moment on the foamy crest of a billow and dashed down into a

yawning chasm the next, rolling to and from at the mercy of good and

bad actions - a powerless, helpless wreck in an ever-raging,

ever-rushing, uncompromising current of cause and effect - a little

moth placed under the wheel of causation, which rolls on crushing

everything in its way and waits not for the widow's tears or the

orphan's cry?