The topo map above shows the line of darkness on the earth
at about 5:00 PM this afternoon.
You can see that the north is all bright,
and the the south is totally in darkness.
You can also see that Greenland and Antarctica
are bright red.
That's because they are gigantic piles of ice,
10,000 feet deep.
In Spanish, the word for miracle is milagro.
Those little animals, hands, cars, hearts, and eyes,
that are sold in front of the churches in Mexico,
are called Milagros.
Here is Jon Stewart on this week's Miracle.
And here is Bob Novak flipping out,
walking off the set on CNN,
which is my version of a miracle.
And here is the milagro we need.
But in the fullness of things,
We already have our miracle.
And this earth that we ride around on certainly qualifies.
Every day and night we ride our mothership
which is traveling at 66,000 miles per hour
through space and time.
We are traveling in the outer sectors of a rather
insignificant galaxy in a universe of galaxies.
We are held to our mothership with a mysterious force called gravity.
All around us is a liquid that is made of made of two gases
that is essential to our lives.
Our carbon bodies are actually more like jelly bodies
filled with the product of these two gases.
Energy from our nearest star
lifts this liquid so it may fall where it may,
sometimes with a great burst of moving gases,
and often with plasma discharges accompanied by strong vibrations
in the surrounding gaseous environment.
Carbon compounds which abound on the thin surface
of our molten hot spaceship take in this precipitate,
and with the energy from our nearest star,
and the minerals from the thin cool crust,
manufacture more carbon chains.
Larger more complicated systems of carbon chains
use these lower chains to to add to and replace their own carbon chains.
Even more complex networks of these carbon chains use
these systems to build on their own platforms.
From these systems, neural systems which recognize themselves,
begin to create electronic impulses and systems of consciousness.
These extreemly complex systems of consciousness
are capable of creating even more complex systems
and networks and patterns of movement and consumption
which can alter the face of the mothership itself.
These complex systems,
like any fruit.
May fall to the ground,
And they may find a new home in the crust.
And grow in a new season.
And become a new tree.
Or they may become Stars themselves.
In the Milagro.