The Fourth Year

The fourth year is a dead, dry sea of shifting sands. Each week is a new staggering climb to crest a new mountain of sand, to be greeted again by another vicious valley and one more dead, dry sea of shifting sands.

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Of Hearts and Minds

A hard mind and hard heart tends to unrelenting ruthlessness, but a soft mind and soft heart tends to wayward wandering. A soft mind and hard heart tends to flappable foolishness, but a hard mind and soft heart is the chosen clay of which the crafter says, “Of this refuse will I make something beautiful and of this frailty will I make a strong vessel.”

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