Fear of Death,: C'mon, I'll Put On a Pot of Rum!

1. In recounting these escapades, both as a young boy in my native Trieste and later in the United States and while traveling over half this world, I became aware of the place love has in the ever present cycle of life and death, that one never looks at, and, how religion, control, fear, pleasure and joy contribute to this understanding. 2. Do you remember being here before? Have you been here all along but you don't remember. How to remember, or better, what is the quality of the mind that...