7Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:
8For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.
9Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone?
10Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent?
11If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?
12Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets.
13Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat:
14Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.
15Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.
16Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?
17Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.
18A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.
19Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.
20Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.
(To the coppertops in the New World Order matrix, there's nothing to see here, these are not the droids you are looking for, and pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.
[This Illuminati: New World Order role playing card...]
I am Oz, the Great and Powerful. You evolved. The universe began all by itself with a "Big Bang" and above all, there is no Higher Authority nor Power than human government, and all this other crap is necessary to keep you believing that.
Just kidding. I do not represent The Management. I represent the Owner, Who is so righteously kicking The Management's ass to the Lake of Fire.)
In a channel-surfing "happenstance", just as the close relatives referenced above were leaving our home on holiday rounds, I blundered into this scene from "Dr. Seuss' Horton Hears a Who!"