Love Loves. Love Fights. Love Wins.

Below, a snippet of my newest self-published book (ISBN and everything!), LOVE LOVES. LOVE FIGHTS. LOVE WINS. I hope all of you like it...I self-published it just today and not only handed out copies to about 19 or so people, but put copies in the Borders locations where my art installations
are showing. I love my little book...and, yes, it's protected both by Jurat and U.S. Mail and I'll be sending it in to the U.S. Copyright Office tomorrow. It's a beautiful little mini-book about Love...
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A is A.—Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

RELIGION: THE BELIEFS, ATTITUDES, EMOTIONS, ETC.
CONSTITUING MAN’S RELATIONSHIP WITH THE POWERS AND
PRINCIPLES OF THE UNIVERSE, ESP. WITH A DEITY OR DEITIES.
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Once upon a time, Love was born...and it sat down, and quietly read a page out of the Heart of the Universe, the beautiful book upon which our precious lives are built. And it was a quote.

“The principles of the beauty of craft is no different from
the law rules the spirit that underlying all things...A true
example of craft is the same as a passage of the holy
scripture. Only in place of words, truth is conveyed through
material, shape, colour and pattern.”—Soetsu Yanagi

True God is beautiful. True God stands face to face. True God
is part of all religions. True God knows you are a separate and distinct being, beautiful for who you are and what you craft within your own life every day. True God knows and respects you...and Love is the relationship between you and God, you
and others, and, most importantly, you and yourself. Craft your life. With Love.

THERE IS A NATURAL RELIGION. IT IS LOVE.—REBECCA TACOSA GRAY

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ISLAM

Love stood up, making sure its body and place of worship was clean. After making its intentions known to perform her prayer, it stood, raised its hands up and said “Allahu Akbar.” (God is Most Great) It stood with its hands
folded over its chest, reciting the first chapter of the Qur’an. Again, it raised up its hands, saying “Allahu
Akbar.” It bowed, reciting three times, “Subhana rabbiyal adheem” (Glory be to my Lord Almighty). It rose to standing while reciting “Sam’I Allahu liman hamidah, Rabbana wa lakal hamd” (God hears those who call upon him; Our Lord, praise be to you). It raised its hands up and said “Allahu Akbar,” then placed itself prostrate on the ground, reciting three times “Subhana Rabbiyal A’ala” (Glory be to my Lord, the Most High). It rose
to a sitting position, saying “Allahu Akbar,” then placed itself prostrate again in the same manner. It rose to a standing position, saying “Allahu Akbar.” This concluded its first “rak’a” (cycle or unit of prayer) It did a second rak’a, then remained sitting, reciting the first part of the Tashahhud. It then continued on, to complete a third rak’a. It recited the second part of the Tashahhud, then turned and said “Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullah” (Peace be upon you and God’s blessings). It turned to the left and repeated the greeting. It rose, stepped off the carpet, and put both hands facing each other, but not touching. It said, softly, أنا أحبّ. (I Love.)

I FACE YOU IN LOVE. ISLAM IS BEAUTIFUL.

(I learned about their prayer from About.com)

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ATHEISM

Love stood up, and walked to work. Down the street, to
the coffee shop where it was a waitress. It was a pretty day, but she didn’t have time to notice it. She popped into her work clothes and out with a smile. Ned, its favorite
customer, was sitting smiling at the counter. It loved this guy. He had the greatest stories to tell. And always put a smile on her face. He was also a damned smart man. They’d had a conversation about God yesterday, and she outright told him that she didn’t believe in God. He said he understood, but that he’d always believed in God since
he was a child. They laughed several times during the conversation, as he believed that everyone had a right to their opinion and she respected that. And she laughed at the end of that conversation, looking him straight in the face and saying, “I still don’t believe in God, but I sure believe in you!” He left later, and they were both smiling. It was a great conversation and she really liked him.
He brightened up her days. One thing was for certain...they respected each other. She looked down as she was pouring the next customer’s coffee. “So,” she asked him,
“Do you believe in God?” He grinned and took a sip.
He looked up at her and answered softly. “Well, not really. But I believe in Love.” She laughed. “Now THAT”S an answer I like!” Love. Well. That was the way to go, she thought. Love was the way to go.

I FACE YOU IN LOVE. ATHEISM IS BEAUTIFUL.

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LIFE

Love stood up and walked out into the sunshine. My God, was it a beautiful day. It walked down the cement street, feeling the warmth, watching the grass sway on the side
of the road. Finally it reached the Peach and Almond
Orchards that were so beloved to it and sat down, thinking. Wondering. It really didn’t know, whether or not it
believed in God. Sometimes it believed that something, something large, somewhere, existed that loved and cared about it. And sometimes, it thought that possibly a God did not exist. And sometimes, sometimes, it just did not think about the possibility of either. And it sighed and leaned its head back against the trees, knowing how
much it just loved the fact that life, that the Earth, was
this beautuful. One morning, in this very same orchard
it had seen a budding Dandelion, tiny beads of dew
clinging to its soft leaves. And they turned into diamonds sparkling in the sun, and it was mesmerized by them.
And I stopped, and I stooped down to look at it, so closely. And I thought, this, this diamond, right here is God.
That I noticed that it is beautiful, is God. And how
lovely, that God, Beauty and Love are in everything one might ever notice or love. Life sparkled, looking up at
A’;’;me, and I said, softly, I Love.

I FACE YOU IN LOVE. LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.

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Remember that my little book is protected by Copyright2008RebeccaTacosaGray. All rights remain mine and it is forbidden to copy, use or distribute this material in any way. CopyrightbyJurat1-24-08RebeccaTacosaGray.

I now have published six books, with a play on the burner...ANGELS-A PLAY BY REBECCA TACOSA GRAY is on my list of things to do. I've copyrighted the play idea by Jurat and U.S. Mail, as well...protection, protection, protection...you can never be too careful! And I have, still, to finish my TACOSA ARCHANGELIC ALPHABET BOOK. With 30 alphabets to finish it is a longer project, being all artwork, but it will be beautiful once it's finished! Have a beautiful night, everyone...much love to all, as usual, and I'll write again tomorrow...Rebecca Tacosa Gray