Hey Bryant, thanks for the Tuvan stamps. You left before the drawing so I will get your prize to Phil the next time I see him. Jim

The seasons have turned, the sun is back again
The long nights are over, we have reached the serpent's end
Forget this new God, let the old ones be reborn
We'll hang him on a tree, and crown him with thorns
Our king's beneath a hill, an army by his side
They wait with shield and sword, ready to rise
Our queen is in the moon, the stars and the sky
From a blood red mouth comes a sigh
They said the child was mad, or must be telling lies
For deep in the forest she saw a God with one eye!
------ Tony Wakeford

There is no such thing as an external enemy, no matter what that voice in your head is telling you. All perception of an enemy is a projection of the ego as the enemy.
--- Deepak Chopra