Moctezuma's Dying Words

      The long, long cycles, two, four, eight, pass away, and I see the tribes newly risen, like the trodden grass, and in their midst a Priesthood and a Cross. An age of battle more, and lo! There remains the Cross, but not the priests; in their stead is FREEDOM and GOD.   

    Cherish these words, O Tula; repeat them often, make them a cry of the people, a sacred tradition; let them go down with the generations, one of which will, at last, understand the meaning of the words FREEDOM and GOD, now dark to my understanding; and then, not till then, will be the new birth and new career."

Alan Watts


Maya Angelou





“Power without love is reckless and abusive,
and love without power is sentimental and anemic.
Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice,
and justice at its best is power
correcting everything that stands against love.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.