Hi! It was not so much a study,more an accident that appeared to be waiting to happen. I am an uneducated man. As such I believed that which was taught in the Sunday schools of the time. At that age you are vulnerable to both truth and lies. In later years, lying on the boat deck of a tramp steamer,looking up at the shooting stars and feeling the power of the sea beneath me.Recalling those childhood lectures something snapped within my brain. The world was made in 6 days by God. On the 7th he rested. A feeling of anger so strong I felt for my sanity. What a load of bullshit.
What I was witnessing and physically feeling proved the lie.
I vowed then to try and discover the meaning of my very existence. Books,books and more books. The more I read the more my feelings towards the nature of creation itself. No Gods. No Devils. No Angels. Just the joy of being part of Creation. A speck of sand in all the deserts of time I may be but I like the feel of the speck of sand that is resting next to me. Eventually we specks shall all be dust and be blown to far off corners of different elements. To form again into a mighty rock that can view the constant beauty that surrounds us. Who knows, to become the concrete of everlasting life itself.
Spit out of your mind that which causes imbalance within it. There is and always will be only one aspect of life. Love is it. Everything else is an illusion. Do you moan when it rains? Without it you would soon die. Besides it's good for the rubarb. Best regards anbd Blessed Be. Harry.