Although local planners failed to put a line in the municipal budget for
"multitudes, feeding of,"
Jesus and a quite ordinary Hollywood Bowl-sized crowd
from the neighborhood
saw Mind take form in substance, humanly perceived
that cool evening in a desert place.
"I have compassion on the multitude . . . ."
An all-inclusive Love, reflected truly by a single man,
fed the five thousand.
Things haven't changed much in two thousand years:
the ratio of prophets to the general population is about the same;
the hunger is just as great;
the Mind-source is just as near.
