
        from THE COMPLEX VISION OF PHILO St JOHN                     FRIAR4
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             "That's all I know."
             "But where are we?  Don't you have any idea at all?"
             "We  are  here.  We  are sitting under an oak tree eating bread
        and cheese and a melon.  The sky is clear and the bread is crisp and
        the cheese is mellow and the melon is the best I have  tasted  in  a
        very long time."
             Philo thought for a moment.  "You  don't  think  we're dead, do
        you?  I mean, you don't think this is some kind of an afterlife?"
             "No," the friar said, spitting out a  seed. "Not  if  you  mean
       what I think you mean."
             "Well, what then?"
             "I've learned not to question it. I used to be very liberal and,
       if you'll excuse the term, very modern in my attitudes. Now I've come
       to  understand  that what a man is is more important than where he is.
       And that our purpose for being here is more important than our reason
       for being here."
             "Well, if  this  isn't an  afterlife," Philo said. "Maybe we've
       slipped into another dimension or something.  I  remember  a  science
       fiction story about a world in the fourth dimension. It wasn't really
   
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