<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944505228545237358</id><updated>2026-08-23T03:47:18.457-05:00</updated><category term="World and Views"/><category term="Advice For Writers"/><category term="Poetry"/><category term="Meta and Narratives"/><category term="Re-Views"/><title type='text'>The Write And The Good</title><subtitle type='html'>Seeking Literary Excellence, Soli Deo Gloria</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>337</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944505228545237358.post-2146383811267906018</id><published>2016-02-04T01:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2016-02-04T01:45:48.602-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry"/><title type='text'>When Children Raved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When children raved in warrior’s paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and danced, like David, sans restraint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – when poets sailed from distant shores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – when lambs lay down to lions’ roars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – when old wounds healed and were no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; – when sinners turned at once to saints,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and hearts grew strong by growing faint  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– in some miracle hour when the moon was mad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence insane men were growing sane –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I saw a sight sublime, a dream had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fairy queen danced forth cross a stormy plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; upon a single subtle drop of summer rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and stood before me with a curtsy and a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her form was beauty flawless: beauty without guile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She stood there like a gift, defying explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her skin was lily like, and dyed with pink carnations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Her eyes were colored oceans with depths for miles, and miles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; eyes soft kissed by gentle wind, misty, mysteriously mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; With delight I gazed on she, like some astonished child;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; with curiosity she answered, at first and for awhile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; as if I were a creature, new, and strange, and wild;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; as if I were a riddle sent forth to beguile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Midst curious conjecture, she made her decision:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; at last, her face flushed red with recognition;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; she tossed her hair in a manner kind and coy –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “If I am a girl,” she said with startled joy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and held me like a vision,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“then you must be a boy.”&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;by CK&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Which way to go? I
don’t know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I suppose I should wait, but, oh, how&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I hate to go slow:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Now? Now -- Now… Now!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I used to contemplate late and leap first,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and make decisions and revisions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;which a minute will reverse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;– no more! I have learned to&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;stay up late and debate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I have learned to ask&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and knock and seek:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;to give it a day or two or week.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Decisions! Who knows if I am right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;–if this will be wise in the morning light,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;in the dark of sleepless nights,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and in the years and years to come?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I fight and struggle, struggle and writhe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;in my bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;with these questioners in my head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Peace of mind I cannot find; I cannot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;forge ahead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;There is such untidiness; there’s no&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;oracle at Delphi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;There’s just my mind, my Maker, and me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and this decision.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and the years unfolding like the pages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;of a book I cannot read,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;with the weight of consequences, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;like unpaid wages; consequences I can’t see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Impetuous self! Sit still!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Wait for the cloud and pillar of fire&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;to move your will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Wait! – for peace of mind, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;wait and take your time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Wait! – and you will find&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;some direction&amp;nbsp;and some rhyme &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;and reason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe the atheist cannot find God for the same reason a thief cannot find a 
policeman... If there were no God, there would be no atheists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;=G.K. Chesterton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atheists express their rage against God, although, in their view. He does not exist.
C.S. Lewis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You say, &quot;If I if I had a little more, I should be very satisfied.&quot; You make a 
mistake. If you are not content with what you have, you would not be satisfied if
it were doubled.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Charles Spurgeon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A good question for an atheist: after taking him out to dinner, ask him if he  
believes there is a cook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;
&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;God does not believe in atheists, therefore atheists do not exist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;-CK &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Do you have a personal relationship with God?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This question implies a yes or no answer, and is likely to mislead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Do you have a personal relationship with God?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, you do. Whether we like it, or not, we do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All our acts are related to God. We are all relating to God right now. We may be relating to him as Father, or as Judge, but we are relating to him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We may not be concerned with him, but He is concerned with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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“I do the very best I can, I mean to keep going. If the end brings me out all right, then what is said against me won’t matter. If I’m wrong, ten angels swearing I was right won’t make a difference.” &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff9ee; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, &#39;Palatino Linotype&#39;, Palatino, serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I can get good religious conversations with Mr. Swindell, which is what I most need. Oh, how unprofitable has my past life been! Oh, that I should have been so long time blind to those celestial wonders, which now I can in a measure behold! Who can refrain from speaking of the marvellous love of Jesus which, I hope, has opened mine eyesl Now I see Him, I can firmly trust to Him for my eternal salvation. Yet soon I doubt again; then I am sorrowful; again faith appears, and I become confident of my interest in Him. I feel now as if I could do everything, and give up everything for Christ, and then I know it would be nothing in comparison with His love. I am hopeless of ever making anything like a return. How sweet is prayer! I would be always engaged in it. How beautiful is the Bible! I never loved it so before; it seems to me as necessary food. I feel that I have not one particle of spiritual life in me but what the Spirit placed there. I feel that I cannot live if He depart; I tremble and fear lest I should grieve Him. I dread lest sloth or pride should overcome me, and I should dishonor the gospel by neglect of prayer, or the Scriptures, or by sinning against God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Self-righteousness is the attitude of the man who says, &quot;I thank God that I am not like other men. I do all the right stuff. I don&#39;t do the wrong stuff. I stand alone on the moral mountain. I look down, and pity everyone else below, mired as they are in the moral sewer (cf. Lk. 18.9-14).&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Self-righteous people tend to:&lt;br /&gt;
1) Judge others for their mistakes, &quot;&lt;i&gt;You&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;should have... How could you... &quot;&lt;br /&gt;
2) Complain of how they have been slighted, &quot;Everyone has done me wrong. Poor me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
3) Walk around with a sense of stupefied moral outrage, &quot;I can&#39;t believe those people did that. How dare they! How could they?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
4) Assume they are the last righteous person on a sea of moral shipwrecks, &quot;All those Christians are hypocrites.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
5) Have a very high view of their own moral abilities, and supreme confidence in their own judgment, &quot;I will never compromise. Even if all others stray, I&#39;ll stand strong. They failed, but I would have done better.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Generally, we speak of self-righteous people as they relate to their contemporaries, especially their family, friends, fellow workers, and even Church.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, I believe self-righteousness can also show itself as we relate to our forefathers. Let&#39;s call this historical self-righteousness. This is the attitude of the person who looks back in history, condemns all who went before, and concludes that the present generation is the first (and only) morally clean seed of Adam.&lt;br /&gt;
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Historical self-righteousness seems to be on the rise. Note, for example, how many scathing biographies have come out in recent years. The targets have included&amp;nbsp; men like George Washington, George Whitfield, Francis Schaeffer, and C.S. Lewis. The sole purpose of these biographies seems to be tearing down these lofty figures for all their supposed faults. The authors pride themselves on having a superior moral position.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to make a few simple points in response to this trend:&lt;br /&gt;
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First -- I doubt you (Mr. Biographer) or I would have done better under similar circumstances. Remember, when we consider the great men of history, we are considering men that are gifted above most people who ever lived (including YOU and ME). Thus, I doubt we would have done better in their circumstances. I&#39;m sure we would have done worse.&lt;br /&gt;
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Second -- don&#39;t forget that we ourselves have our own generational sins. Our great-great grand children will look back, 100 years from now, and say, &quot;How could those people have been so blind about .... Why didn&#39;t they do more to stop it... Did they really believe...?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Third -- historical self-righteousness is as dangerous as any other self-righteousness. It separates you from past humanity because you are &#39;so superior.&#39; It shuts your ears to what you might learn from previous generations. It cuts you off from the ability to see your own sins (or those of your own generation). It blinds you to your own need of God&#39;s grace.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, as we look back on our forefathers, let us not have the basic attitude of self-righteousness. Instead, let us pray, &quot;We are not worthy even to look up to heaven. God have mercy on us.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, a word to biographers. Aren&#39;t we all biographers? Aren&#39;t we all engaged in processing the figures of history?&amp;nbsp; We &#39;write&#39; the lives of those who went before us whenever we speak about them. This includes &#39;writing&#39; about our grandparents and parents. This includes &#39;writing&#39; about the heroes of history: Socrates, Julius Caeser, George Washington, et. al. This also includes &#39;writing&#39; about the heroes of the faith: Augustine, Chrysostom, Francis of Assisi, Martin Luther, John Calvin, C.S. Lewis, et. al., and all who comprise the cloud of witnesses who went before us. All who, even now, are with Christ in glory.&lt;br /&gt;
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My final word is a word of warning to all us biographers. This is from Michael Jose&#39;s review of A.N. Wilson&#39;s bitterly critical and self-righteous biography of C.S. Lewis:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I sometimes feel like I am waking up from a bad dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;The sensation is like this... I see things, shocking things, before my eyes.&quot;It can&#39;t be this bad,&quot; I mumble, in sleepy daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I rub my eyes, and listen for a moment. I&#39;m aware that I am half asleep, half awake. As I&#39;m waking, I look at the world around me with puzzlement. I see figures like ghosts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I see the lips of the ghosts moving, and I hear distant voices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;They are muttering indistinct words about wealth, happiness, and personal peace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;The ghosts are moving quickly, and stumbling recklessly. They are bent on cruelty. The cruelty is outlandish, almost too cruel to be real.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Faced with such cruelty, I comfort myself, &quot;Thankfully, I dreamed this. I must have dreamed this. It can&#39;t be this bad.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Then, I realize -- I have been awake the whole time. It was worse than a bad dream. It was a bad reality. I only thought I was dreaming so I might, for a moment, escape from the stern world of reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I get this sensation every so often when someone does something truly cruel. I got this sensation almost daily when my mom was in ICU. I could hardly believe the way medical professionals treated my mother. Can people be this uncaring, this careless, this unprofessional? Again and again, I would rub my eyes, and hope it was a bad dream. It wasn&#39;t. That uncaring, that careless, that unprofessional? Yes, they can. Jesus wasn&#39;t kidding when he said beware of men.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Looking bad, this bad dream sensation is a recurring nightmare. Over the years, fairly frequently, I meet someone, and I walk away thinking, &quot;Really? Could a person have that little love? That little sense of common humanity? Could a person be that blind?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I rub my eyes, and try to focus. Perhaps my vision is skewed. People aren&#39;t capable of that kind of cruelty, really. I must be having a bad dream. Then, upon refocus, I get the picture perfectly clear. I see the facts. It wasn&#39;t a dream. It was reality. Yes, people can be that cruel. Paul wasn&#39;t kidding when he quoted David, who also wasn&#39;t kidding,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Their feet are swift to shed blood; ruin and misery mark their ways, and the way of peace they do not know.There is no fear of God before their eyes.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;For me, this kind of &#39;reality&#39; is hard to take in. Maybe that is why I try and refocus. Maybe that is why I hope, for a moment, that it really is just a bad dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Or perhaps -- I have wondered this of late -- I don&#39;t take seriously the doctrine of total depravity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;You and I can day-dream about all the &#39;good&#39; people. We can shrink back when the Bible says, &quot;the heart is desperately wicked.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;But, facts are facts. The fact is, the sons of Adam are capable of astounding cruelty. The fact is, as Charles Spurgeon put it, you can&#39;t slander humanity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;So, the sons of Adam are morally broken, and terribly twisted. This is reality. This is bad news, but news we must honestly face. You may, however, be surprised at what this news does to us. It makes us soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;One consequence of really facing evil is -- one which may not be immediately clear -- is that when we see evil, we become ready to fight it. If we honestly face evil, then we stop making silly excuses like, &#39;people are really good... they have good motives... they really mean the best.&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m convinced that a basic understanding of total depravity is the foundation for &#39;fighting the good fight.&#39; Real evil calls us forth to battle. If, however, evil is only a &#39;bad dream,&#39; we too easily excuse ourselves for going back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;My favorite example of a man who chose to fight evil is Al Pacino as the mayor in&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;City Hall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I would encourage you to check out the whole speech&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.americanrhetoric.com/MovieSpeeches/moviespeechcityhall.html&quot; style=&quot;color: #888888; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but this is my favorite excerpt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;There was a palace that was a city. It was a palace! It was a palace and it can be a palace again! A palace in which there is no king or queen or dukes or earls or princes, but subjects all -- subjects beholden to each other, to make a better place to live. Is that too much to ask? Are we asking too much for this? Is it beyond our reach?! Because if it is, then we are nothing but sheep being herded to the final slaughterhouse! I will not go down that way! I choose to fight back! I choose to rise, not fall! I choose to live, not die!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Now, if you know the movie&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;City Hall&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;then you know that Pacino has to eventually face the corruption in his own heart. I won&#39;t ruin the ending for you, but I will say that he -- and the city he served -- would have been better off had he started the fight against evil in his own heart. So, I&#39;m reminded that the fight against evil begins with myself. It begins, not by waging war &#39;out there,&#39; but by waging &#39;the war within.&#39;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;The battle begins by knowing that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;we ourselves&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;are capable of astounding cruelty. Facts are facts. There are many things in our hearts that belong on hell&#39;s bookshelf.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;We know this, we face it, and we confess that it is not a bad dream. It&#39;s the reality of a bad heart. When we face evil in our hearts with realism, it is at that moment that we are able to call it what it is, and start fighting. We face evil. We rub our eyes. We see it really is&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;bad. Then, we fight. Before, when we didn&#39;t think we were that bad, when we thought we were only dreaming -- we could have been excused for simply going back to sleep. Now, having seen the enemy within to be a real bad bad guy -- now, we fight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Men fall asleep easily enough when they don&#39;t sense the presence of a real enemy. Men, however, who know for a fact that evil is near -- these men stay awake. They arm themselves, and &quot;watch, and pray.&quot; And, when they see the enemy coming, they say,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&quot;I will not go down that way! I choose to fight back!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The existence of God is really a cognition of the
human soul, like the cognition of matter or of ourselves. It is so inseparable
from the development of reason that wherever we find a man, we find one who is
not a stranger to the existence of God. &lt;u&gt;The real problem of Theology is not
to prove that a God exists, as if she were instructing the ignorant or
imparting a new truth to the mind, but to show the grounds upon which we are
already in possession of the truth&lt;/u&gt;. It is to vindicate an existing faith,
and not to create a new one. The belief itself is universal - as universal as
the belief in the soul. However men may differ on other points, they agree in
this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We
seek to attain our way to God by right thinking. This is wrong. Why? Our thinking, our very best thinking, cannot reveal God -- but, good news! - God has already
revealed himself (Romans 1:18ff.)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Our main problem is not possession of the truth, but
suppression of the truth (Romans 1:18).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;To see how easily we go astray, consider the fundamentalist v. liberal confrontation in the 1930 in America. The liberals, based on their presuppositions about the world, began to question the Bible: Is this really true? The word of God? Especially trouble to the liberal was the miraculous. It didn&#39;t seem possible, based on how they viewed reality, that a baby could be born of a virgin. In response, the fundamentalist, sought to defend the word of God. This is true, they said, and we will prove it. And so, they marched out a litany of reasoned essays and books about the trustworthiness and reliability of the Bible. The fundamentalist mindset continues to our day with all manner of books seeking to prove various things about the character of the Bible (The Bible is infallible), or about the character of Jesus (He is either Lord, or Lunatic), or the events in the Bible (Evidence That Demands A Verdict!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;However, the
fundamentalist doctrine of revelation is rationalistic. It is based on human reason, and therefore, just another form of Humanism. The
fundamentalist was concerned at every point to “prove” the Bible is the revelation of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There are problems with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;First, the fundamentalist definition of the word of God, and the whole concept of
revelation, was way too limited. The fundamentalist put himself in the corner
of autodidactic inspiration of the individual words of scripture, and confined
the whole idea of revelation to this. Certainly, God&#39;s revelation includes scripture, but not only scripture. The the truth is: God is not shy. God is a revealing God; God delights to manifest himself: he delights to let the glories of his Person sparkle. The truth is, God is constantly talking. Even in his wrath, he is revelatory (Romans 1:18, &quot;The wrath of God is being revealed...).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;His distance is a certain kind of closeness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;His silence is a certain kind of speaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We don&#39;t have to do a manhunt for God; He is constantly in our face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The second problem? The fundamentalist presumed that the speech of God depended on man, i.e. man must, before believing or bowing, PROVE that God speaks. As if, God&#39;s words needed the validation of the word of man. The fundamentalist tried to speak for God; as if, God couldn&#39;t speak for himself. The fundamentalist sought, by human reason, to defend God. As if, God couldn&#39;t defend himself. The fundamentalist, ironically, leaves God out of the picture,
and even shrinks God. The fundamentalist had a limited sense of God’s
revelation because they defined it as, &quot;what man has received.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;They defined it, in other words, in Humanist terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The fact is: God has revealed himself, whether we receive it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Revelation is NOT what God gives to some men to give to other men. Revelation does not depend on man AT ALL.Revelation
is, instead, what God has given, all by his lonesome, apart from human aid. Revelation is, not what man has merited by his reason, but what God his GIVEN, freely, and graciously, even to (especially to) his worst and least deserving enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Revelation
is not what man does; it is, instead, what God does.&amp;nbsp; Something, God has always been doing; something God is still doing, at
present, via “what has been made (Romans 1:20).&quot; Revelation is what God does; it is not, therefore, uncertain, unreliable, dubious, or murky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;What God does, he does
surely. God has made sure that it is utterly clear and obvious that he is there
SO THAT man would be without excuse (Romans 1:20).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Revelation
is not what man seeks, but what man suppresses; not what man runs to, but what man runs from (Romans 1:18, 20).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The
letters of revelation are written in the sky in huge blinking neon letters, in PLAIN sight (Romans 1:19). We
look at the sky every day and miss it – not because it is missing – but because
we are blind as bats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The
truth that man is naturally BLIND is related to doctrine of revelation: the
problem is not – as fundamentalist and modernist assumed – with revelation. The
problem is with us. The problem is: we are blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This
problem is not scientific; it is not rational; it is MORAL: we suppress the truth. This problem is WITH US, and it is a willful aggressive rebellion against the plain truth. This has to do with our sinful
will. We believe what we want to believe. We harbor pride, and press on, in rebellion against God, in spite of revelation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The
fundamentalist fought for the truth, “God has revealed himself,” as if this
truth were in doubt. As if, it needed to be proven. As if. its proof depended on
man. The fundamentalist said, &quot;I know God has spoken because I KNOW,&quot; i.e. I reasoned it out. The modernist higher critic fought against this. He said, &quot;I don&#39;t know what, if anything, God has spoken because I DON&#39;T KNOW.&quot; They both depended on human reason. They fought against each other without realizing they were on the same side, both FIGHTING against God. The fundamentalist and the modernist were enemies, in theory -- but, not in reality. There war was a Civil War. They used the same method (rationalism), and they fought for the same side (humanism). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When
the fundamentalist entered the fray, he’d conceded, at the beginning, “Perhaps
God has not revealed himself.” He conceded this when he presumed to prove God had spoken. He was, in his heart of hearts, no different from the modernist. He questioned the reliability of God&#39;s revelation. Only, he came up on the side of &quot;reliable.&quot; The fundamentalist, therefore, gave the only ground that was ever worth defending: he measured God&#39;s reason by human reasons. When, in fact, human reason is worthless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;God’s revelation
cannot, and never will be, proved by human logic or theorems. A man tryin to prove God exists is akin (on an infinite scale) to a flea trying to prove a man exists. We humans are not qualified to prove God. We are not qualified to judge the Bible as &quot;inspired,&quot; or not. We are not qualified to judge God&#39;s word as true, or not. When we approach the Bible, standing above it, talking about how we can &quot;prove it,&quot; we are acting as if we were God. Who are we to judge God? Our words do not prove God&#39;s; no, but God&#39;s words, by grace, prove ours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;How can I put this? God doesn&#39;t need you (or me). He is not dependent on us. He is not quivering in the heavens, hoping with all his might, that we will rise up and save him from the atheists and doubters. God isn&#39;t served by human hands (Acts 17:25); God is the one who gives us life and breath and everything else. God is not teetering, leaning wearily on human hands; He is the one who created our hands. Do you really think he needs them to prop him up? God is, similarly, not dependent on human reason. He is the one who gives us everything, including our reason. How ridiculous, then, that we would try to use our gift of reason to prove/disprove the GIVER.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;God’s revelation is
as plain as the sun in the sky. It is madness and irreverence to question it.
To question it (like the Fundamentalist) is to deny&amp;nbsp; it, and
continue to suppress it. The fundamentalist made the same mistake as the
modernist of his day. He used the same means (human reason), but only declared
a different result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The same ridiculous method is employed constantly. I&#39;ve often heard,“Prove
that God exists by the scientific method, and then I&#39;ll believe.” My first answer is: Fine, but first, I want you to prove the scientific method BY the
scientific method. If truth can only be ascertained through the scientific method, then the scientific method is, itself, unverifiable. The scientific method can&#39;t even prove itself, much less God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Seriously? Prove God by the scientific method? That&#39;s folly. God stands above the scientific method, and whatever is true of that method is only true because of the existence of a TRUE God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;God doesn&#39;t need the scientific method. He doesn&#39;t need the fundamentalist. He doesn&#39;t need ANYONE to prove He is there. He doesn&#39;t need you. He doesn&#39;t need me. On the contrary, WE NEED HIM. God isn&#39;t a question in a human debate; God IS. And, that&#39;s all there is to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Our situation as human being is not a life of perplexity about the questionable existence of a possible God. Our situation is being confronted with the definite certain reality of living God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The dilemma is NOT: is God there? But, rather, Will I bow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The dilemma is NOT: has God spoken? But, rather, Will I listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Room, to breathe,&lt;/div&gt;
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think, feel, grieve.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to stay,&lt;/div&gt;
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– or else, to leave.&lt;br /&gt;
Room to say, to play, to pray. &lt;/div&gt;
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Room to doubt, and to believe. &lt;/div&gt;
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Room to take, and to receive.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Room, to lie quietly in the grass,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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and not think about the past;&lt;/div&gt;
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Room, also, to remember; and room, to forget. &lt;/div&gt;
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Room, to count losses; to regret.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to be forgive; to cancel, and to pay, debts.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to set aside demands,&lt;/div&gt;
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and slumber in the shade.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room, to escape hard hasty aches&lt;/div&gt;
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for worlds of sleepy dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
Room, bursting at the seams.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There&#39;s room there;&lt;br /&gt;
room to lay aside your cares.&lt;br /&gt;
Room, there, room up to the sky:&lt;br /&gt;
room to laugh, and room to cry.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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Room there, where travelers walk on waves,&lt;/div&gt;
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skip on stormy lakes,&lt;/div&gt;
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and recline upon the breaks.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room there, where, every savior&#39;s saved&lt;/div&gt;
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who died for other&#39;s sakes.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room there, where, like everwhere,&lt;br /&gt;
the ogres marches make&lt;/div&gt;
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-- but there, the sleepers never wake.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room, a room is free at last.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to think &lt;/div&gt;
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about the future and the past.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to plan my days,&lt;/div&gt;
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or scan my ways, &lt;/div&gt;
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praise my wins,&lt;/div&gt;
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confess my sins.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Room: the space for grace.&lt;/div&gt;
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There is room, if you will.&lt;/div&gt;
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Room to feel&lt;/div&gt;
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the joy and the pain.&lt;/div&gt;
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To count my losses and my gains.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room, to exult in hope;&lt;br /&gt;
Room, to cut losses, and and cope.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room, a thousand miles across.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room to grieve;&lt;br /&gt;
room; reprieve for loss.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room to weep, and moan, and tear&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
my clothes all into tatters.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room to be now, and beware.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room to feel frightened,&lt;/div&gt;
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but not scared.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room now –&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
room to care, or not to care.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Room falls through my hands&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
like a sieve.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
So much room.&lt;/div&gt;
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Enough to grow, to know,&lt;/div&gt;
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to live.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
1-2 Kings and Romans 1:18-32: A Comparative Outline&lt;/h2&gt;
I. Israel has forsaken the true King; thus, they replace him with a king (Idolatry) (1 Sam. 8.4-5, 7; Romans 1.23) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* The root sin is ALWAYS idolatry, “…feared other gods (2 Kgs 17.7).” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
II. Israel suppresses the knowledge of God (for example, killing prophets) (1 Kgs. 18.4, 22; Romans 1.18) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
III. Knowledge now suppressed, God seems more and more distant (Romans 1.18; The seeming absence of God in 2 Kings) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*God
 is distanced by his people via idolatry; He is still present, but not 
in familiar way; He is present                in wrath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
III. The Consequence of Forsaking God = Being God Forsaken (Romans 1.24, 26, 28) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
IV. Thus, now more and more God-forsaken, Israel descends into  immorality (1 Kgs 14.24; Romans 1.24) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
V.
 The knowledge of God, now suppressed, is yet present by His WORD of 
judgment and merciful calls to repent (Elijah and Elisha) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
VI. God’s people, now mired in immorality, provoke God’s anger and incur just judgment &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(cf. 2 Kgs. 17.11, “The Anger of the Lord,” with  Romans 1.18, “The Wrath of God.”) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*Judgments,
 according to Deuteronomy, grow increasingly severe (Dt. 28.15ff): 
siege, drought,                           famine (2 Kings 6:25), 
locusts, military humiliation, etc., until the final judgment: Exile (2 
Kgs 17.7).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
What is Exile, really?
 Being cast out of the good (Dt. 3.25, 8.7) promised land? Cast away 
from God? Exile is a picture and preview of Hell: literally, Hell on 
Earth. Hell is the place where rebels are forever exiled the promised 
land of a new Earth, and from God who is Good, &quot;&lt;b&gt;Depart &lt;/b&gt;from me, workers of iniquity (Mt. 7.23).&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Note: the reason the land was Good had to do with the closeness of the Good God.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* The root sin is STILL idolatry (2 Kgs 17.7) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
VII. Thus, the WORD and presence of God is primarily present to JUDGE (ex. 1 Kgs 17.1) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;
*I am indebted to Dr. Brian Aucker for his insight into the relevance of this question.&lt;br /&gt;
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Prophets predicted the future, not like our goofy end-of-days 
fanatics. They predicted a coming grief; they said: IF you don&#39;t repent,
 this WILL happen. But, this may not happen; this NEED not happen; you 
can still repent.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unlike contemporary &quot;prophets,&quot; they hoped their predictions &lt;i&gt;would not&lt;/i&gt;
 come to pass. Their predictions were warnings: If you continue in sin, 
then judgment will arrive. That judgment is certain; unbreakable. That 
judgment is deserved; it will be just. They predicted the future in the 
sense of warning, like a man warns his friend when he sees a snake in 
his path. They predicted, like a man who sees his neighbor plant turnip 
seeds, and predicts a full crop of turnips. Their prediction were 
prescriptive more so than predictive. &quot;If this, then this.&quot; You will 
reap what you sow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They saw God&#39;s law as warp and woof of 
the universe. To break it is to break yourself. To abandon it is to 
abandon health and happiness. God&#39;s law = not to silly rules. God&#39;s law 
isn&#39;t akin to arbitrary dictates, some kind of meaningless test set down
 by God to see how we &quot;score.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
God&#39;s law = the law of 
gravity. You can try to break it if you want; the result of such a 
venture will not be, no matter what you think, indifferent.If you try to
 break the law of gravity, you&#39;ll end up breaking your bones; if you 
break the law of God, you&#39;ll end up breaking yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #363030; font-family: Georgia, Times, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;My translation of my favorite Latin phrases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Vipera in verpecula est.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Vipers are in violets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;i..e. Don&#39;t go by looks alone. A thing may look lovely, and still contain danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Vincit qui patitur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;The perseverer prevails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Veritatem dies aperit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Time tells the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Varitatio delectat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Variation vivifies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;i.e. change is pleasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Ut sementem feceris, ita metes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Whatever you sow, that exactly, and that exactly, shall you reap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Ubi bene, ibi patria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Where well, welcome home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;i.e. The place where you feel well is your natural home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Tolle, lege; Tolle, lege!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;(from Augustine&#39;s Confessions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Take; read! Take; read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Note: it&#39;s hard to capture the loveliness of the sound. The latin is poetic: To-lay-le-gay; to-lay-le-gay, cf. a similar poetic phrase, &quot;Cellar door.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Sunt facta verbis difficiliora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Work is worth more than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Si vis pacem, para bellum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Prize peace? Then, for war, prepare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Roma die uno non aedificata est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Rome rose not in one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Who watches watchmen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Qui tacet consentire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Silence is consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Qui non proficit, deficit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Where no profit, deficit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;i.e. go forward, or you are going backward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Praemonitus, praemunitus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Forewarned; forearmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Potius sero quam numquam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Better now than never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;i.e. the best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago; second best time, today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Periculum in mora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Delay = Danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Otia dant vitia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Ease leads to vice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;i.e. Spurgeon, &quot;The peril of prosperity.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Optimi natatores saepius submerguntur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;The best swimmers often drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;i.e., beware your strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Adde parvum parvo magnus acervus erit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Add little to little and there will be a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;—&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Ovid&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Ovid&quot;&gt;Ovid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Aeque pars ligni curvi ac recti valet igni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Crooked logs make straight fires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Obscuris vera involvens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Obscurity envelopes truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;- &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Virgil&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Virgil&quot;&gt;Virgil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;English equivalent: Truth gives a short straight answer; lies go round about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Non quia difficilia sunt non audemus, sed quia non audemus, difficilia sunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Most reason: because things are difficult, we do not dare -- but, the truth is: because we do not dare, things are difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Seneca_the_Younger&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Seneca the Younger&quot;&gt;Seneca&lt;/a&gt;, Letter to Lucilius, letter 104, section 26, line 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;You can never have too much protection: only, too little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Nocere facile est, prodesse difficile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;To hurt is easy; to benefit, difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Age quod agis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Do what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Aliis si licet, tibi non licet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;ood for one is not good for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;i.e. what is good for another may be bad for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;The world desires to be deceived; therefore it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;-Attributed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class=&quot;mw-redirect&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Petronius_Arbiter&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Petronius Arbiter&quot;&gt;Petronius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Memento mori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Remember mortality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Malum consilium quod mutari non potest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Only a bad plan cannot be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Iucundum est narrare sua mala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Problems shared are problems halved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;i.e. A burden shared weighs less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Interdum stultus bene loquitur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;A fool may give a wise man counsel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;*Learn what you can from all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Inimicum quamvis humilem docti est metuere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Experience teaches us to dread every enemy, no matter how small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;Shakespeare: Better to weigh an enemy more might than he seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Improbe Neptunum accusat, qui iterum naufragiam facit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t complain about the sea on your second shipwreck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Imperare sibi maximum imperium est.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Self-control is the ultimate control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;i.e. better to be king of yourself than king of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Hostium munera, non munera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Gifts of enemies are no gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Honor sequitir fugientem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Honor follows the fleeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Homines quod volunt credunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Men believe what they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;-&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Julius Caesar&quot;&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Fortes fortuna iuvat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Fortune favors the brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Factis ut credam facis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Translation: Deeds, then I may believe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Dum vita est, spes est.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Translation: While there is life, there is hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Dum spiro, spero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Translation: &quot;As long as I breathe, I hope.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Translated as &quot;While I breathe, I hope&quot; the motto of the State of South Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Diem vesper commendat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Translation: Celebrate the day when the day is over (lit. when it is evening).&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Meaning: Don&#39;t celebrate until you are 100&amp;nbsp;% sure there is a reason to do so&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Deus quem punire vult dementat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Whom Gods will destroy, they first make mad.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Corruptissima re publica plurimae leges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;A more corrupt republic leads to more laws (&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Tacitus&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0b0080; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Tacitus&quot;&gt;Tacitus&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.184px;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Consuetudo altera natura est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Habit is second nature.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Consilio, quod respuitur, nullum subest auxilium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;He who won&#39;t be advised, cannot be helped&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Cogitationes posteriores sunt saniores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Second thoughts are sounder.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Cedens in uno cedet in pluribus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Yielding in one place results in yielding in many places.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;In for a penny; in for a pound.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Virtue that parleys is near to surrender.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Cave ab homine unius libri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Fear the man of one book.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Bene diagnoscitur, bene curatur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Good diagnoses lead to good cures.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;extiw&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inveniam_viam&quot; style=&quot;background-image: none; color: #663366;&quot; title=&quot;w:Inveniam viam&quot;&gt;Aut viam inveniam aut faciam&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Translation: I&#39;ll either find, or make, a way&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Abbati, medico, patrono que intima pande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s two people you should always tell the truth: your doctor, and your lawyer.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Abyssus abyssum invocat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Deep, to deep, calls.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;Acta Non Verba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.1em;&quot;&gt;Acts, not words.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The ancient greek term &lt;i&gt;acedia&lt;/i&gt; is equivalent to our word, &quot;bored.&quot; A person who nurtures acedia lives in restless slackness, with a lack of energetic desire, and a bitter attitude toward life. Such a person is often described as &quot;bored,&quot; and they view their plight as unavoidable. How can they help being bored when the world is sooooo boring?&lt;br /&gt;
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My goal here is to get us to rethink a whole category of modern life: boredom. I&#39;ll show that boredom is, first of all, a sin: a sin we are responsible for. Then, I&#39;ll discuss how we are not only &lt;i&gt;sinners&lt;/i&gt;, but &lt;i&gt;sinned against&lt;/i&gt;: our personal sin of boredom is nurtured by a culture of work without dignity.&lt;br /&gt;
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I. The Sin of Boredom: Dignity Denied&lt;br /&gt;
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Boredom: restlessness, even when rested. Boredom: feeling &quot;there&#39;s nothing to do,&quot; and at the same time, there is too much to do. Boredom: weariness without work; even, a determined weariness while avoiding work. Boredom: laborious, but never laboring. Boredom: woefully un-entertained, all the while, surrounded by entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;
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Boredom: a scourge on our lives, an affliction we often complain of.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are afflicted with something but, surprise, this is a self-inflicted wound. &lt;br /&gt;
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Boredom is -- despite what you&#39;ve heard -- not a &lt;i&gt;situation&lt;/i&gt; you are within, but a situation within you. Boredom is a &lt;i&gt;condition&lt;/i&gt; you are in: a condition you are &lt;i&gt;responsible&lt;/i&gt; for. The world around &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; is not the problem,&amp;nbsp; but the world within you; the &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; in the world is the problem. Boredom is not a state on the map in which you find yourself; it is a state which finds itself in your heart; it is a state of mind, an approach to life.&lt;br /&gt;
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In other words, boredom is a sin. Thomas Acquinas referred to this sinful state as ACEDIA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Acedia, for Aquinas, signifies a man
renouncing the claim implicit in his human dignity. This man does not want to be who
God wants him to be, and that ultimately means that he does not wish to be what
he really, fundamentally, is. Acedia is a &quot;despairing refusal to be
oneself (Pieper, &quot;Leisure: The Basis of Culture,&quot; pg. 7).&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;To be myself means, fundamentally, embracing my own personal dignity.&amp;nbsp; As a dignified person, then, I engage the world around me with joy and energy. The &quot;bored&quot; person is incapable of this because they expect &lt;i&gt;to be engaged&lt;/i&gt; by the world. The dignified person is active: they take life, and take life on; they lean into life. The &quot;bored&quot; person is passive: expecting life to come to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;To be bored is simply this: it is to sin against myself by denying my dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Boredom &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;is a sin; we must repent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;That said, we are not just sinners when it comes to boredom; we have been sinned&lt;i&gt; against&lt;/i&gt;. We live in a culture that is constantly attacking our dignity. One place where this is most prevalent is the American workplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;II. The Sin of Boredom: Dignity Denied &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve argued that we ourselves are the root of our own boredom. But, that doesn&#39;t mean there are not forces around us which contribute to this malaise-ed daze. In contemporary American life, our whole approach to WORK erodes dignity. Employers deny dignity, and employees cooperate by relinquishing dignity. Employers nurture ACEDIA because they disclaim the dignity of employees; employes nurture ACEDIA because they disregard their own dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In terms of how boredom displays itself in the life of the de-dignified worker, well that&#39;s another essay. I&#39;ll focus in this essay on how the American workplace is (as a whole) geared toward stripping down human dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This stripping down comes in the form of&amp;nbsp; an attack on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;1) Enjoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;2) Individual Creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;3) Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;4) Will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;II.1. The Attack On Enjoyment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;We may think, because we work constantly, are successful, and dedicated to our jobs, that we are doing what we should to overcome this weariness that plagues us: this boredom. We may think, because we work &lt;i&gt;hard &lt;/i&gt;that we are fully engaged in the enjoyment of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Actually, our concept of work makes us feel guilty about enjoying life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;An
 employee is lauded if he puts in extra work, and sleeps at the office. 
Another employee is ridiculed because he wants to be home at 5 to eat 
dinner with his family. Or, because he takes a run during lunch (instead of taking, 
while he is off the clock, a working lunch).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In such a context, even a 
man&#39;s free time is looked upon as belonging to the 
employer. If this man says he want a vacation, or seems to have an 
active social life, or desires some private place in life where work 
doesn&#39;t impinge (i.e. The boss can&#39;t call him on his cell phone day 
and night; coworkers can&#39;t send him work related emails 24/7),&amp;nbsp; he is termed LAZY.
 In this
context &lt;b&gt;leisure becomes another word for laziness, idleness. or sloth&lt;/b&gt;. Leisure is&amp;nbsp; bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;For Aquinas, acedia is the incapacity to enjoy leisure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This incapacity, far from contributing to productivity is, for Acquinas, the source of restlessness, and the ultimate cause of &quot;work for
work&#39;s sake.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&quot;A restlessness, issuing from a lack
of will to action, is itself at the bottom of a &lt;u&gt;fanatical and suicidal urge
to work.&quot;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Need proof that we are working for the sake of work, and that our lifestyle is plagued by joylessness? Consider this: We feel guilty when we go on vacation. Guilty, when we take a day off. Guilty, when we call in sick (no matter how sick we are). Guilty, even, when we spend time with our children or spouse. A reasonable person would feel guilty for working 12 hours, a day and never spending time with his/her children. We feel guilty for &lt;i&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;working 12 hours: guilty over the hour we did spend with our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;We are taught that our MAIN allegiance lies with our employer, not self, not family, and certainly not our happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Think about it: When was the last time your heard your boss praise you for taking a vacation? Probably, never; instead, the man who &lt;i&gt;doesn&#39;t &lt;/i&gt;take all his vacation days is praised.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I recently came across a man who talked of being teased and humiliated because he dared to take most (not all!!!) his vacation days. These were vacation days he had earned, and built up. Yet, when he dared use them, he was ridiculed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;So, we are taught, and accept as gospel, that our life is NOT about joy, but rather work. We are human DOINGS, not human BEINGS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;II.2. The Attack on Individual Creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The modern &quot;worker&quot; is
characterized by paradox. The worker must be energetic, but he must not be independent. He must be a self-starter, but he&#39;ll get in trouble if he starts something himself. The worker possesses energy, and the powers of action, but is discouraged from acting creatively. Every task has a rule book, and a bureaucracy of channels that leave him exhausted. If he should happen to act independently -- even if such an action leads to great profit and benefit for his employer -- he is chided. Independence, and individual creativity, are viewed as insubordination. In such a context, one&#39;s individual personality is hindered; what is needed, really required, of the contemporary worker, is not human engagement in labor, but labor without human engagement: mindless, devoted, robotic workaholism. What is needed, required, is a slavish submission to one&#39;s superiors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;What is needed is not individual creative persons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;What is needed is slaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;II.3. The Attack on Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Workers are treated as less than creative individual human beings. Treated, as if he had no life outside work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;He is expected to die for the employer. His life only has value as he devalues it, and any sense of enjoyment in it. His boss says: &quot;You are so important to this company because you are willing to work long hours, and sacrifice anything.&quot; Yet, he doesn&#39;t see the irony: You are so important because you are willing to give your life; but, in giving your life you are saying your own life is not that important.You are saying your own life has value only to the degree that you are willing to sacrifice it for the employer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The worker is called to extreme acts of devotion. Acts of such magnitude that we&#39;d expect them in the old south, in the days of slavery. We can&#39;t imagine our &quot;morally superior&quot; age could be guilty of abusing and enslaving one another. Yet, consider:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In many contexts, especially in the contexts where pay is high, and employment is competitive (Think Google, Amazon, Apple, Yahoo, and the recent headlines about despicable, outright abusive treatment, of employees) the work force is expected to endure treatment we&#39;d only associate with slavery in the old south. The expectations are ridiculous:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Expected to sacrifice dignity. Lower level workers are looked upon as inferior, and expected to mindlessly endure mistreatment. For example, verbal abuse and degradation from leadership (yep, Steve Jobs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Expected to sacrifice health. Expected to go without sleep, or proper nutrition (e.g. live out of vending machines), or exercise (e.g. sit inside at a computer all day).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Expected to sacrifice family. The worker is called to leave their families for extended periods of time. Expected to work insane hours. Expected, to neglect their children, or else hire caregivers to fulfill the role of parent. Expected, to move their family across country if the job demands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Expected to be on call 24/7, as if they had no private world apart from work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Several times, I have worked for companies that would get upset with me if I didn&#39;t answer their call on my day/time off. If they called, and I let it go to voice mail, I&#39;d get in trouble when I went back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey,&quot; a boss would say, &quot;Why didn&#39;t you answer my call? I need you to answer, or call me back ASAP?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&quot;Even when I&#39;m off?&quot; I protest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes,&quot; the boss would say, chagrined, &quot;I have to be able to get in touch with you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I&#39;d walking away thinking: Then, why even have a day off?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Also, if I&#39;m expected to answer, or call you back, even on my day off, then that ruins my day off. It makes the whole day an anxiety ridden affair of hoping I don&#39;t get a call from work. It&#39;s hard to plan anything when I know I just might get a call from work. It&#39;s hard to relax when I&#39;m unofficially on &quot;the clock.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;One oddity of this reality of always being unofficially on the clock is that the employee is not compensated at all for this time. This amounts to having an unpaid workforce on &quot;the tip of the finger&quot; of the boss. There is no &quot;me&quot; time over here, and &quot;work time&quot; over there. There&#39;s only &quot;work time.&quot; Me time is work time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Expected to contribute his/her own private financial resources to the company charity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve often heard of employees being badgered into giving to the company charity, and I&#39;ve had this happen to me. I knew of a man who said that his advancement within his company was directly tied to whether he gave generously to the charity of the company&#39;s choosing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In this context, employees are not presented with opportunities to give, and then left to their own conscience so as to be a &quot;cheerful giver.&quot; Employees are expected, pressured, strong armed, into giving. Contributions are often recorded in a public place so the less generous are shamed. Those employees who do not give generously are, mysteriously, passed over for promotions. Ever heard the Biblical principle, &quot;The worker is worthy of his hire?&quot; Forget that; in the American working world: The worker is not even worthy of his hire; the worker is not even entitled to keep the paycheck he rightfully earned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I
 once worked for a company that held a meeting yearly to encourage charitable 
giving. At the end of the meeting, employees had to line up, 
and walk out the door. The boss stood at the door, 
and made each employee sign a sheet stating what they&#39;d like to give, or 
else, a sheet saying they did not want to give. We actually had to sign a sheet stating &lt;i&gt;we did not want to give &lt;/i&gt;the money that was 100% ours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In short, workers are expected to suffer, to take up their cross and die daily, for their employer. This secular call to die for a cause (the company vision, the stock margins, etc) is shocking. It is assumed that THE WORK, or something to do with the work, has behind it such value as to be worthy of our lives and even our deaths. The man who stops and thinks about this for a moment will shortly come to the conclusion that no company&#39;s vision, no matter how grand, is worthy of his life, much less his death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Many causes in history have been worthy of death; they were worthy of death because they were grand causes. The cause itself self-evidently declared its worth; the cause is significant, grand, awesome, enthralling; it is worthy of death &lt;i&gt;because it is worthy of death&lt;/i&gt;. The willingness to die was not demanded as a prerequisite for joining the cause; it was included in the cause itself, as a sort of natural aside. Sacrifice was a byproduct of being caught up in the grandness of the cause. So, David Livingstone, a man who sacrificed everything, could say, &quot;I never made a sacrifice.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;In the contemporary working world, we are expected to live for work. Expected, to die for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yet, I ask you, is this a cause worth living for? A cause worth dying for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Can the modern Wall Street Savant who sacrifices his youth, destroys two marriages, alienates his kids, ruins his health, and ends up dying of a heart attack from job related stress in his early 50&#39;s say that he lived his life fully? Or, that he died for something worthwhile? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Doubtful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;II.4.The Attack On Will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Employees are called on to &quot;die,&quot; to make grand sacrifices to the grand cause of work. However, they soon run out of will; it&#39;s not long before they start questioning, &quot;Is it worth it?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;This is where the employer steps in to reignite the employees fire for &quot;the cause.&quot; How do they do this? They expend massive effort in keeping up the spirits of exhausted 
employees: their, &quot;morale.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I was confused when I first heard the word 
&quot;morale&quot; mentioned, in an offhand comment, in a corporate environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I was eating lunch one day with a coworker from a different department. I asked, &quot;How do you liking working over in ______.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;She
 answered, &quot;We are doing OK now, but last year was hard. Our supervisor 
at the time was unorganized. He had favorites; everyone else, he treated terribly. People from other departments noticed. They kept saying, &#39;Morale is down over there, but we don&#39;t know why.&#39; Well, that was why.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&quot;Morale?&quot; I thought, &quot;interesting choice of words.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I
 soon found that &quot;morale&quot; was much on the minds of everyone, and 
especially my supervisors. They attended workshops on how to improve 
morale. They returned with bags of tricks, proven ways to boost morale.
 The result was sometimes silly. After one of these workshops, one 
supervisor (a diligent individual, and decent boss, but not a people 
person, at all) abruptly started trying to remember everyone&#39;s name, and
 speak to them individually, daily. Ironically, his attempt to boost 
morale by being more personal proved to be annoying; he&#39;d make it a 
point to go around at the end of the day, and say a word to whoever was 
in the office. This often meant he&#39;d interrupt meetings, or insert 
himself suddenly in conversations with customers. I liked him better 
when he was distant; at least, he was sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I started to see that the &quot;fun&quot; work activities (e.g. motivational meetings, pizza day, encouraging memos, freebies, etc.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;were orchestrated to boost morale. Previously, I&#39;d&lt;/span&gt;
 thought of these kinds of interruptions in the work day as happy 
surprises, spontaneous goodwill from above; they came, of a sudden, out 
of the gracious heart of my employer. After getting a peak into the 
social engineering that props up the &quot;morale&quot; of a company, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;saw something sinister in all the fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;All
 this was fun arose from a careful plan, out of a manufactured text 
book, for the perceived good of the company. That is, if it would be 
better for the company to cut out all fun, even if such measures were 
harmful to the employees, then things would change, tomorrow. This 
wasn&#39;t fun for the sake of fun; it was serious fun: fun for the sake of 
morale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;After that, office fun was tedious: the birthday cake tasted too sweet; blue jean Friday became a little bluer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;When I pulled back the curtain, I saw that what I&#39;d taken for tokens of kindness were actually tokens of unkindness. My employer&#39;s acts of kindness were geared, not toward my good, but the good of the company. I was, in other words, being manipulated. My employer was making an end run around my will: getting me to do what he wanted, all the while tricking me into thinking it&#39;s what I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*Credit to, &lt;i&gt;Leisure, The Basis of Culture&lt;/i&gt;, by Josef Pieper for inspiring most of these thoughts. Page numbers refer to pages in that book.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Sadness overwhelms him when he is confronted
with the divine goodness immanent in himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The contrary of Acedia&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is
man&#39;s happy and cheerful affirmation of his own being, his acquiescence in the
world and in God - which is to say love... This is at an infinite distance
from the &quot;fanatical worker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Josef Pieper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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***&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Acedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt; is a &lt;i&gt;vitia capitalia&lt;/i&gt;, i.e. a fault from which other
faults follow &quot;naturally.&quot; There is that restlessness that
makes leisure impossible. Then too leisure is only possible when a man is at
one with himself, when he acquieces in his own being, whereas the essence of
Acedia is the refusal to acquiesce in one&#39;s own being. Idleness, and the
incapacity for leisure, correspond with one another. Leisure is the contrary of
both. This restlessness and despair are the twin children of Acedia.
Finally, idleness so far from being synonymous with leisure, is an inner
disposition rendering leisure impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;-Josef Pieper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This
 is advice for the person who really truly wants to END a relationship, but doesn’t 
know how. If heeded, it will, hopefully, make the hard work of breaking up, if not easier (it&#39;s not gonna be easy, at all), more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m NOT advising anyone to initiate, or finalize, a break
 up; this is advice for the person who has &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt; decided to 
do the HARD (spoiler alert: it&#39;s gonna be harder than you think) WORK (spoiler alert: a break up requires work, i.e. effort, energy, and attention) of breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This is not meant to be a break up 
guide where you follow a few simple steps. Nothing about a relationship, and nothing about breaking up, is 
simple; breaking up is one of the most complex experiences possible:
 love mixed with hate; hope mixed with despair; resolution mixed with 
confusion. Take this advice advisedly; feast&lt;/span&gt; on the sections that are 
most nourishing. It is a general guide, you&#39;ll have to apply it 
individually. Also, what follows are &quot;steps,&quot; and they are in order in the sense of, &quot;Do this first, then this, then this, etc.&quot; However, that doesn&#39;t mean that you will experience them in the order I have them, or that you will go from step 1 to step 2, and never have to worry about step 1 again. Rather, you will have to keep going through ALL the steps EVERYDAY in the process of breaking up. The steps are interconnected: not really 15 separate steps, but one giant step broken down into 15 smaller movements. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Step 1: Ask, &quot;Why Am I Breaking Up?&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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Before getting to the how-to break up advice, let’s pause. Before getting to the &quot;how,&quot; let&#39;s stop to ask, &quot;why?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Having a good &quot;why (reason for breaking up)&quot; will help immensely when it comes to the &quot;how (following through on a breakup).&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Breaking up 
with someone is a decision that calls for care. After thinking through this step, you may actually decide NOT to break up. Maybe you don&#39;t have a solid reason for ending this relationship. Maybe you shouldn&#39;t break up, at all? Maybe you should work it out? If so, then this step will help you figure that out, and enable you to reengage the relationship knowing it is something worth keeping.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you’ve invested a lot of time and love in
 a relationship, it is often better to work it out. If you are 
constantly rushing into breaking up, and for flimsy reasons – you do 
not need to learn how to break up; you need to learn how to grow up. 
Seeing a couples counselor, or getting some good books on relationships 
might save your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Breaking up is, in one sense, is not hard to do. Breaking up, the part where you say, “I’m breaking
 up with you,” and storm angrily off. That’s ever so easy. The hard part
 comes after.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the other hand, working through this step may reveal to you that you do have good and solid reasons for breaking up. If you have such good and solid reasons, if you have answered the &quot;why&quot; question, then the breaking up part will be so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;
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Whether you break up, or make up, you need to approach this as a decision that you are responsible for: an important decision which will drastically impact numerous lives, for good, for ill, or for a mix of both. This is a decision you ALONE can make. This is a decision with consequences. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When deciding whether or not to end a relationship, you need to ask questions. Then, you need to think through these questions until you arrive at solid answers. &lt;br /&gt;
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Question 1. What? What&#39;s my reason for breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;
Is my reason for breaking up a GOOD reason for breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;
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What? What&#39;s my reason for breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Infidelity 
is the only unassailable reason for breaking up with someone.
 In other words, if he/she didn’t cheat on you, there’s hope for 
growth in the relationship. If there was cheating, then be assured, you 
can walk away right now, guilt free. Infidelity is very serious: deadly 
serious. Infidelity doesn&#39;t automatically mean you should break up; it 
does, however, automatically mean you&#39;d be justified if you did.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Other
 serious &quot;deal breakers&quot; are things like criminal activity, abusive 
behavior, or absenteeism (your beloved moved to Alaska, and has no plans
 of coming back this century, or of trying to make the relationship 
work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Outside the serious dealbreakers, many of the reasons people break up amount to trifles, i.e. not a good reason to break up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Question 2. Why? What is my motive for breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;
Am I breaking up because I sincerely care for myself, this person, and others involved?&lt;br /&gt;
Or, am I breaking up for a less than pure motive? to be petty? or vengeful? or to get attention?&lt;br /&gt;
Question 3. Who? Who is to blame for this relationship going south?&lt;br /&gt;
You may need some wise counsel in sorting through this question. You may need to talk this one through with someone objective. But, ask yourself, Who?&lt;br /&gt;
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On Question 3, there&#39;s 3 possible answers:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Me&lt;br /&gt;
2. He/She&lt;br /&gt;
3. We &lt;br /&gt;
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1. Me&lt;br /&gt;
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If it&#39;s &quot;me,&quot; then breaking up won&#39;t help; you will just take the problem with you. If a relationship is failing because of &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; failings, then it stands to reason that, if I correct my failings, the relationship will prosper.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;2. He/She&lt;br /&gt;
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If the answer to Who? is the other person, and you are genuinely engaging the relationship in a healthy way, then it&#39;s time to stop blaming yourself that things are working out. Some people, no matter how much you love them, are relationship devastaters; sometimes, even if you do all in your power, you still can&#39;t salvage a relationship because the other person refuses to work with you. &quot;Don&#39;t cast your pearls before swine.&quot; That means, there are some destructive people that will chew up and spit out even the sincerest love.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. We&lt;br /&gt;
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Often, the honest answer to WHO? is: We.&lt;br /&gt;
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That is, both of us could do better. It takes two to tango: to make a relationship work; it also often takes two to destroy a relationship. You may find there are things you could do better on YOUR side that might save the relationship. This doesn&#39;t mean that you are primarily at fault, or that you should feel an unjust burden for a bad relationship; it just means, wherever possible, you should acknowledge the reality of who did what to who, and who bears what blame.&lt;br /&gt;
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In this step, I&#39;ve asked you to THINK about the WHY of breaking up. Go slow on this step. Think seriously. Journal. Get advice from loved ones. Don’t rush into breaking up – don&#39;t rush out of a relationship; that said, when you do decide to break up – rush out of it, and get to work right away.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Step 2: Get Ready For Hard Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
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When you decide to end a relationship, you may be surprised, at first, how free and light you feel. You&#39;d imagined you couldn&#39;t live without this person, but here you are, DAY 1 of&amp;nbsp; &quot;separateness,&quot; and you are feeling high as a kite. There are reasons for this: maybe, the relationship weighed you down, crippled you, and injured you. Now that it&#39;s over, you feel a rush of cool wind on your face, and you see sunshine on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;
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You feel like a man who just escaped from a prison sell. The person you are leaving behind did you harm; they were bad for you. The healing has begun.&lt;br /&gt;
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You&#39;ve never felt better. The song was wrong: Breaking Up... is EASY.&lt;br /&gt;
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Get ready. A storm is coming into your sunny world. &lt;br /&gt;
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Ah, my friend, I wish this happy freedom would last. I wish it was easy for the good partner to break scott free from the bad partner -- but, the reality is, this first joy of separateness will not last; you are rejoicing now; you will be weeping in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;
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So, know, right now, this happy freedom is going to be short-lived. Don&#39;t count on it lasting. It will soon depart; of course, it may come back, at times -- eventually, if you take the counsel I&#39;m giving you, it will turn to a settled peace -- but, not before you pass through a coming grief. Right now, you are dancing -- but, keep in mind -- you are on minute 1 (or maybe hour 1, day 1, week 1) of &quot;broke up.&quot; You&#39;ve only just begun your journey. Right now, you are singing; right now, you are shouting with joy; soon, you&#39;ll be on the floor, sobbing with sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do I tell you this?&lt;br /&gt;
So, when the body shot of &quot;separateness&quot; hits, you&#39;ll at least be prepared. The most dangerous punch, and the one likely to knock you out, is the one you don&#39;t expect. Why do I tell you this? So you can brace yourself for the upper cut that&#39;s about to land square on your jaw? Why am I warning you of the grief to come when you are, at present, happy go lucky? So, when the tidal wave of longing, anger, grief, confusion, sorrow, loneliness and exhaustion crashes on you, you&#39;ll be able to stand, and not lose your footing (or lose hope and heart) when the waves threaten to drown you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Often, when the punch lands, and the tidal wave crashes, the breaker-upper loses heart and strength, and goes running back to the relationship. Then, they get embroiled in the same cycle of miserableness they&#39;ve been stuck in for (seemingly) ever. That&#39;s why, most breakups, even in the most toxic relationship, aren&#39;t final &lt;i&gt;at first&lt;/i&gt;. It&#39;s easy to leave, but hard to stay away. Why? Because the grief of separateness is so great. You want it to end, right now. And, the only way (apparently) to end it is to go back to this person.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How many people do you know who are currently in a relationship, but they&#39;ve broken up 5-10 times? How many people do you know who seem to break up weekly? How many people do you know who are in a bad relationship, and they know they are in a bad relationship, and they want to end it, and they&#39;ve tried to end it, but they just can&#39;t seem to ever break away, even after they&#39;ve broken up?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see this, and we think, &quot;What wrong with that guy/girl? Why can&#39;t they just get out of this? Why do they always go back?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Why? Well, if you are embarking on a break up, you will soon find out:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s hard to break up; it&#39;s easier just to stay together.&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s painful leave; it&#39;s comfortable (even if a kind of numbing comfort) to fall back into each other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s easier to stay together, in the short term, than it is to break up. You have lived life with this person for a long time; you know there habits, their idiosyncrasies; you depend on them, and vice versa. It&#39;s easier (again, short term) to stay in a bad relationship than to end a bad relationship. It&#39;s easy to leave; it&#39;s hard to stay gone; even harder to walk home, alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, get ready for the tears. Again, here&#39;s why it&#39;s important to know this: when the first joy of separateness passes most people are unprepared; they are not ready, and they are not willing, and they don&#39;t even think they are able to end it. Well, if they had approached it, from the start, knowing it was gonna be a long hard road, they&#39;d have been better prepared for the longness and the hardness of the road. They thought they were hiking a mile, downhill, on a lovely day. Turns out, they are hiking Everest, in the dead of winter, and they didn&#39;t even pack a lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pack a lunch. For that matter, pack a week of lunch, a poncho, a tent, hiking gear, and a first aid kit.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It turns out the classic break up song, &quot;Breaking Up Is Hard To Do,&quot; is the classic truth of breaking up. It was a hit when it 
was released, and it has grown into a classic, because it states a 
simple classic truth. Breaking up is HARD (not easy, 
no vacation) to DO (do = follow through, finish the job, complete the 
work).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Get ready; this break up is going to take focus; it&#39;s gonna be a big job; at times, this breakup will so strain your strength, and so distract you from everything, that you will feel like it IS your full time job.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Step 3: Resolve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Be 100 percent clear to yourself that you are actually breaking up; 
there’s no going back. This ends now. The reason why you keep taking her
 back is simple: you want to. No one can make you do anything; if you 
want it to end, &lt;i&gt;it will end.&lt;/i&gt; The reason it hasn’t already ended is also simple: you don’t really want it to.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Think of your dying relationship like a patient on life support; you 
are the doctor instructed to stop life-giving care to this patient; the 
patient’s life is in your hands. If a part of your heart still wants the patient to live then you will
 – when no one is looking – feed and nurture the dying body before you. 
If, however, you are resolved to let this patient die, then they will 
die.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or, think of this relationship like an opposing boxer. You must step into the ring, and knock this dude out. No mercy. As one fighter, a man named Connor Mcgregor, once put it,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I don&#39;t have anything bad to say about my opponent. It&#39;s 
pretty plain and simple. His time is up. It&#39;s done. There&#39;s somebody 
ruthless coming to get him. There&#39;s somebody cold coming to get him. I 
can look at him dead in the eye and say, &#39;It&#39;s done. You&#39;re over now.&#39; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
If you are sincere about this breakup, then you must decide in the 
recesses of your heart to let the relationship die. Decide to let it 
die, then look away, and ignore the screams for mercy. You must decide to knock this relationship to the mat, again and again, until you hear a 10 count, and a bell ring.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 4: Consider Possibility&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you start to think...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I just can&#39;t do this.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I can&#39;t live without them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&quot;I have to pick up the phone and call them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I must to go over to there house.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I can&#39;t help but by such and such a place where I know they will be.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
...
 think again. Realize, all these statements have something in common: 
impossibility. Can&#39;t. Must. Have to. All these statements are you 
telling yourself, &quot;It&#39;s impossible to do this.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The simple truth is: It&#39;s not. It&#39;s not impossible. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Please know: Though it seems impossible, you &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; break away if you 
know how to. Also, please know: as hard as this seems right now,&amp;nbsp;if 
handled correctly,&amp;nbsp;this break up can be one of the best things that ever
 happened to you. Don’t view breaking up as a stop sign in your life 
wherein everything good ends; view it as a yellow flashing light – speed
 through, and just ahead, there’s new road ahead, with new health and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, when you are tempted to text &quot;her&quot; at 3:00 am and say, &quot;I can&#39;t live without you...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Check yourself. Put down the phone. Actually, yes, you &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt;
 live without her. You lived before you met her; you are still 
breathing, even if with sobs; tears are running down your face, but you 
are, in fact, alive. It is possible.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Step 5. Remember Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When it gets tough, when you feel like you can&#39;t help but call Pat, you need to REMEMBER. Remember why you broke up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here, you are not just going back to Step 1, and asking, Why? Yes, you are doing that, but something else along with it. You are remembering WHY you LEFT so that you will NOT GO BACK. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, remember... Why did you want to break up with her? Be specific. Make a list of the
 things that you hate about her so that – when you are tempted to love 
her again – you’ll be able to withstand the temptation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The best you 
can, nurture your disgust over the wrong she has done you. I’m not 
advising you to turn into a bitter and cruel person; rather, I’m 
advising you to embrace the reality of why this needs to end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Resist the temptation to let the fire of devotion toward her keep 
burning. Put it out by recalling exactly why she doesn’t deserve such 
devotion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Step 6. Get Perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It’s hard to be objective during a bad relationship; you can’t see 
the other person’s poor qualities, and sometimes this means you hang 
around way too long. Even after you’ve decided to end it, objectivity is
 hard to obtain. Does she really deserve to lose me? Is what she did 
that bad? What if I’m wrong about her? What if I just misunderstood her?
 What if her faults were really &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; fault?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
One way to quiet these questions is seeking outside help. Pick a
 family member or friend that you trust, and tell them about why you 
have decided to break up. Honestly detail your reasoning to them (resist
 the temptation to exaggerate her flaws, or your own innocence), and see
 if they agree with you. If they do, this will strengthen your 
perspective and resolve. It would help even more if this person has 
knowledge of you/her and the relationship, and can confirm that some 
unhealthy things were going on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If objective voices agree with your decision to break things off, and
 tell you this person was bad for you, then it will be much easier to 
believe your own instinct that this needs to end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I remember once struggling to break it off with a girl for 2 straight weeks. I just couldn&#39;t seem to get out of &quot;it.&quot; I
 knew (deep down) she wasn&#39;t a good person, and only in the relationship for 
selfish ends. I doubted I could trust her. I doubted the health of the 
relationship, and sensed it was not good for me – but I could never pull
 the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, my brother came by to hang out one day, and casually
 said, “She is a user who just wants to get something from you.” His 
casual comment set me free. My struggle stopped right there. It was one 
thing for me to think this relationship was bad – another thing, 
entirely, for a person who loves me to agree with my conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My brother added, “Consider this girl a tax write off. This is going to be expensive if you stay in this.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He was saying: I know you’ve invested a lot in this girl, and you 
feel like you are losing a lot – and in a way you are. But hanging in 
this relationship will cost you way more in the long run. Count your 
losses; consider her a tax write off, and be glad you didn’t lose more.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Step 7. Shut the Door&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“WALK OUT THE DOOR. SHUT IT BEHIND YOU.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t leave an opening for it to start back up – not even the tiniest
 opening. Not closing every reentry point to the relationship will make 
you vulnerable to the relationship restarting on a whim. Then, you will 
have to go through the painful ordeal of breaking it off again. Break it
 off utterly and completely and totally, with extreme prejudice. Delete 
contact info. Try to avoid social situations that would put you 
together. Throw out her stuff. If necessary, throw out stuff that 
reminds you of her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The best you can, close down the lines of communication. Often, it&#39;s not as simple as, &quot;Don&#39;t call me anymore.&quot; You may have to block his/her phone number and email address. If the person is really persistent, you may have to change emails or phone numbers. Mr. Number is a wonderful app that enables you to block someone from directly texting, but still keep their text messages stored. This is a good option if you need to stay in contact, but don&#39;t want him/her to have direct access to you. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cutting off avenues of contact (phone; online chat; email; meet-ups) 
is the first major step in the process of breaking up. After all, if he/she
 can’t communicate with you, or you with her, it will be impossible for 
the two of you to get back together. On the other hand, if you leave 
lines of communication open, you are essentially – no matter what you 
say – leaving the door to the relationship open.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The point is: do whatever it takes to make sure the break is clean.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You are going to have to be pro-active. Staying in the relationship 
will require little effort; you/she have a routine of life together. 
It’s the natural thing to lean on her. So, if you want it to end, you 
must take positive tangible action to make sure this relationship 
doesn’t live another day. You going to have to go against what’s natural
 for you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember Lot’s wife – flee, and don’t look back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
&quot;Cutting off all contact seems cruel, but it’s a case of &quot;cruel to be
 kind.” No response = no point in continuing this. Any response = keep 
trying. The quicker and cleaner your message is received, the sooner 
s/he will move on to someone else, and you will be free of a potentially
 explosive situation. The more little tidbits of contact you drop back 
into your ex’s court, the more frustrating it will become for your ex 
when you continue to resist further efforts. The more frustrated s/he 
becomes, the more his/her anger and rage become inflamed. No matter how 
difficult it is, no matter what tender feelings you still have, do not 
express any of that to your ex. It won’t help. It will just make the 
breakup more difficult for both of you.&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;STEP 8. Face It: It’s Gonna End Badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember the line from the movie Cocktail, &quot;Of course it ended badly.
 Everything that ends, ends badly, or else it wouldn’t end.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is breaking up – not making up – so it is not going to be 
pleasant and friendly. You’re probably not going to ride off into the 
sunset, together, on two different horses, as friends; you’re probably 
going to ride off into the sunset all by yourself with her galloping 
close behind, calling you names. Keep riding kimosabe; don’t stop for 
pleasantries cause there’s no pleasantry to be found here.&lt;br /&gt;
Having said this, you can still strive to leave well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;STEP 9. Leave Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are many things involved in doing your best to leave well.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
-Say your sorry for where you wronged her. &lt;br /&gt;
-Try to be fair to her. You will be tempted to exaggerate her flaws, 
or cast the failure of the relationship as totally her fault. Avoid this
 temptation.&lt;br /&gt;
- Avoid angry arguments with her. These will only lead to more hurt feelings. It’s over; there’s nothing more to fight about.&lt;br /&gt;
-Resist the temptation to slander her, or speak negatively about her 
(unless, of course, in the context of warning someone about destructive 
behavior).&lt;br /&gt;
After you’ve tried to end it well, you may still find there’s lots of discord and disharmony. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;
Do your best to end things well, but know that this is going to be 
sloppy no matter what. Try to leave well – then, leave well enough 
alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&quot;Please believe that your attempts to leave on good terms will most likely not pan out.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;STEP 10. Grow From This&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What good can come from a breakup? Surprisingly, a lot. There are 
things you needed to learn that you could have learned no other way. 
There are lessons from this failed relationship you can apply in other 
areas of your life, and in future relationships. In fact, this breakup 
might spare you a future break up. This breakup could very well spring 
one of the more productive periods of your life. Some plants grow in 
marshes that cannot grow in sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reflect on yourself. What led you into a situation where you ended up
 with the wrong girl? How/why did you put yourself in this situation? 
Are you too trusting? Do you rush into love? Do you always go for the 
bad girl? Is their a character flaw in you that attracts bad 
relationships? Use this break up as a chance to take a long hard look at
 yourself: especially, as a chance to become a better man. Most men 
would rather have a good car than a good life; most men spend more time 
working on their cars than their hearts. Surely, a good life is way more
 important. Here’s your chance to not be like most men.&lt;br /&gt;
One very good thing that can come from a relationship/break up is 
self-evaluation. You can learn about yourself from this experience: your
 strengths and weaknesses. You can also learn something about women. You
 can also learn something about relationships: what is 
healthy/unhealthy; what makes relationships last; what leads to their 
demise.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This break up can be one of the best things that ever happened to you
 if you make this most of this opportunity. Lean all you can from this 
crash to make yourself a better pilot and prevent a future crash.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
&quot;Admit your weakness. Many times, though your partner is controlling 
and/or manipulative (which is wrong), that partner is exploiting your 
own weaknesses (which enables the controlling/manipulative behaviors). 
Though both of you are in the wrong, if you are to avoid the same 
problems in the future, you will need to address your own insecurities 
about abandonment, loneliness, and/or your tendencies to wish to 
&quot;rescue” or by virtue of your love alone, “repair” whatever damage you 
perceive in others. However, no matter who is most 
responsible,&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;situation needs to end. Work out your issues on your 
own, after separating from this relationship.&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
&lt;h2 style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;STEP 11. Stay Positive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Try and cast your past relationship in a good light. Sure, it needed 
to end – but that doesn’t mean the whole thing was a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This may seem to contradict Step 5 (Remember Why), but it&#39;s actually a companion. To be able to end it, you do need remember why the relationship needed to end; but, now that it is ended, you also need to battle a bitter and thankless attitude. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Spend some time reflecting on the positives that came from the 
relationship. Resist the temptation to view the relationship as an utter
 failure that was only broken. Surely, there were some benefits from 
this time spent with this person. Surely, you enriched her life in some 
way. Surely, also, she has enriched your life in some way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Casting the relationship as an utter catastrophe with no redeeming 
qualities will not – as some think – make it easier to leave it 
behind.&amp;nbsp;Casting the relationship as an utter catastrophe&amp;nbsp;will only mean 
that you wallow in regret over wasted time, and fall into despair. 
Ironically, such despair may lead you back to the relationship for 
comfort. You can see how this becomes a cycle. Despair not! It’s true: 
every cloud has a silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
&quot;Look at the problem from a completely new angle; look at the 
positive side. See if you can identify 10 positive outcomes of this 
experience.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;STEP 12. Take Precautions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Best safety lies in fear.&quot; -Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This doesn’t so much have to do with following through on the break 
up. Rather, this step pertains to keeping you and your personal well 
being safe during/after the breakup. It’s hard to keep your head in emotional 
tumult; so, plan ahead, and take precautions whenever possible to ensure
 this break up does not come back to haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For example, if there is ever any legal issue that arises from your 
break up, you’re going to need evidence and documentation. Ex’s have 
been known to sue, harass, slander, get former lovers fired from jobs, 
and intrude on future relationships with lies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Take measures in the 
present to prevent such future problems. If the two of you have any 
legal issue to resolve, or monetary issue to sort through, make sure to 
get something in writing that will pass muster in a court of law. Get 
the professional help of a lawyer if you even think there’s a chance you
 might need such help. Sure, it will cost you a few hundred bucks – not 
getting good legal advice might cost you a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do NOT -- I repeat -- do not depend on the goodwill of this person. Did they write you a nasty threatening letter? And, now, they are asking you to throw it away because they are ever so sorry? Don&#39;t count on it. Did they say, &quot;Oh, go ahead and keep the TV. I know I bought it, but I want you to have it.&quot; Sure, now they do, but in a month when the police arrive saying you &quot;stole&quot; the TV, you&#39;ll want some documentation. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In short, don’t take it for granted that you will work out the 
future details peacefully; the way to work&amp;nbsp; those out &lt;b&gt;peacefully&lt;/b&gt; is by working them 
out &lt;b&gt;properly&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;right now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hang on to any documentation that may come in handy. Keep those
 threatening texts, the rental agreement where she agreed to pay half 
the rent, the list of things that she agreed to let you take when you 
left, and the note you found that proves she was cheating the whole 
time. In short, don’t trust that she will do the right thing by you. 
Take measures to ensure that the right thing will be done. It hurts to 
think that someone you loved so dearly might betray you, and harm you 
socially, legally, or financially – but it hurts more to find yourself 
in a place where they can actually harm you; it hurts most when they 
actually do harm you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
“Don’t delete text messages or voice mails from your ex, but don’t 
respond to them, either. When you respond, it’s a minor win, and 
continues to feed the notion that a bigger win is in the offing. 
However, should your ex become stalker-ish, these text messages can 
provide valuable evidence to the police if you want to get a restraining
 order. Consider buying a digital recorder, and saving voice messages to
 a CD, a jump drive, or whatever, that you keep in a safe place for if 
and when the time is necessary.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;STEP 12. Stay Connected&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t try to do this by yourself. In fact, being alone leads to being lonely which leads to starting the relationship back up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When will you be tempted to call her? When you are lonely, and just 
want someone to talk to. So, find someone to talk to before such a 
situation arises: have a friend in the dock waiting on the emergency, 
“I’m losing my mind,” call.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Also, don’t just wait until the last minute 
to make sure you are connected with friends – especially on the 
weekends. Plan ahead as much as possible so you don’t find yourself in 
the dangerous situation of being all alone on your couch on a Saturday 
night. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Get your&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wikihow.com/Build-a-Social-Network&quot; title=&quot;Build a Social Network&quot;&gt;support network&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;back. Go to the friends and family you will inevitably have been disconnected from by your controller,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wikihow.com/Accept-Blame-when-You-Deserve-It&quot; title=&quot;Accept Blame when You Deserve It&quot;&gt;fall on your sword, and ask them to take you back&lt;/a&gt;.
 Without trash-talking (or letting others do it, either), you can say, 
&quot;The bottom line is, you were right, the relationship was toxic, and 
once I realized it, I got out.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Step 13. Stay Busy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
Idleness is the failed relationship’s play thing. When will you be 
tempted to text her? When you are bored, at home alone, with nothing 
else to do. So, don’t put yourself in that situation. Some time for 
quiet reflection is good, but blank evenings of boredom are a different 
matter altogether.&amp;nbsp;Try and plan ahead so that your week has a good and 
consistent schedule.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Step 14. Stay Invested&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stay invested in living your life. This means engaging in life activities. This means eating, even though, since the breakup, you haven&#39;t had an appetite. This means showing up at the Christmas party even though you feel miserable since its your first Christmas without him/her. This means going to the gym, and passing up the temptation to sit on the couch and flip through all the pictures of your time with him/her. This means committing to LIVE even when you feel lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stay invested. This means trying to improve you even as you feel the break up is killing you. Take on some new challenges of personal and social 
development: take a dance class; learn karate; take a night class at the
 local college; starting working out; learn to play an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This break up has left a hole in your heart – sure, but on the bright side, it&#39;s also left a hole 
in your calendar. See this &quot;hole&quot; as an opportunity to do all the things 
you never had time for before.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember how you used to say, &quot;I wish I didn&#39;t have to hang out with Pat tonight, I really wanted to...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember what that &quot;thing&quot; was you wanted to do, and DO IT. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;STEP 15. Embrace The Process&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You probably won’t be able to make your break in one swift clean 
move. You’ll probably break away in fits and starts. You’ll probably 
mess up and send her a woe-is-me text at 1 am. Don’t despair. This is 
part of the process. The important thing is the DIRECTION, not the 
PERFECTION, of the break up; you want to keep moving farther and farther
 away from her: in the &lt;i&gt;direction&lt;/i&gt; away from her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Progress means, not that you never stumble, but that you keep 
going, even after stumbling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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My girl, I looked over the edge of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;
and I saw lightning bolts colliding,&lt;br /&gt;
and tears falling like rain,&lt;br /&gt;
and the women of Jerusalem, bent down,&lt;br /&gt;
picking up the shards of the promised land,&lt;br /&gt;
and I said to myself --&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;We are headed there.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
And, I suppose you saw that same vision,&lt;br /&gt;
and your heart secretly broke,&lt;br /&gt;
and then you tried to close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
and look back at me for some reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My eyes, however, were gazing at you,&lt;br /&gt;
and beyond you,&lt;br /&gt;
and I loved you too much to lie.&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Look before you leap.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;He who sups with the devil needs a long spoon.&quot; But wouldn&#39;t it be better not to sup with the devil at all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
People don&#39;t understand why you can&#39;t just end it. Everyone tells you: This person is bad -- but it is hard for you to see it. Hard, to believe it. You are so close, still dazzled by their the sunny-ness. This sunny-ness blinds you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The time to get out of a bad relationship is before getting into a bad relationship. Once inside, the world looks different. You take it for granted that this person means you good. Before accepting a job, committing to a friendship, starting a relationship -- &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt;, this is where the work of deciding is most need. Once you are &quot;in&quot; it becomes increasingly difficult to get out. Look at women in abusive relationships: it is hard to get out.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Excerpted Article Below is Helpful:&lt;br /&gt;
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the University College London&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.vislab.ucl.ac.uk/pdf/motherlove.pdf&quot; style=&quot;color: #87240f; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;found that&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;“feelings of love lead to a suppression of activity in the areas of the brain controlling critical thought. It seems that once we get close to a person, the brain decides the need to assess their character and personality is reduced.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Not only does romantic love&amp;nbsp;suppress&amp;nbsp;our critical thinking, but feel-good chemicals and hormones like oxytocin and dopamine cloud our judgment even more. Love truly gives us a drug-like “high,” and it feels so good that we simply ignore the red flags waving right before us. If by chance you do take notice of a gal’s negative behavior or attitude, you’re likely to minimize it, writing it off as a cute quirk, or telling yourself, “Oh, it’s not that bad. Besides, maybe I can be the guy to help her improve.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Don’t fool yourself. &amp;nbsp;You can’t force your partner to change; the change has to come from within. Also, problems that you notice at the beginning of a relationship tend to amplify themselves as the relationship deepens. Or as marriage expert Dr. John Van Epp says in his book,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0071548424/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0071548424&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;tag=stucosuccess-20&quot; style=&quot;color: #87240f; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;How to Avoid Falling in Love With a Jerk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, “The good doesn’t always last, and the bad usually gets worse.”&lt;/div&gt;
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“Well,” you say, “I’m a manly man, dammit. I don’t let my emotions get the best of me in a relationship. I always think rationally.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Hold on there, chief. Some&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/homo-consumericus/201112/who-utters-i-love-you-first-men-or-women&quot; style=&quot;color: #87240f; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;research actually indicates&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;men&lt;/i&gt;, particularly men in their mid-twenties, “typically fall in love faster than women and are the first to take the lead in saying words of love in the initial stages of the relationship.” Women, on the other hand, are generally more&amp;nbsp;apprehensive&amp;nbsp;in the beginning stages of a relationship. In other words, just because you’re a dude, doesn’t mean you’re not&amp;nbsp;susceptible&amp;nbsp;to love blindness.&lt;/div&gt;
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Knowing that your judgment is clouded, it’s important to enter any serious relationship with both your&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;head&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and your&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px;&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/i&gt;. You need be able to distance yourself from the powerful emotions you’re likely feeling in a new relationship so that you can notice any red flags that might indicate that you’re&amp;nbsp;destined&amp;nbsp;for a relationship from hell. This is doubly important if you’re considering marriage.&lt;/div&gt;
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But what sort of red flags should you be on the lookout for? While every man has his own personal relationship red flags or&amp;nbsp;deal breakers,&amp;nbsp;psychologists and marriage experts have found there are a few general red flags you should be aware of. Most of these are patterns of behavior in your partner that will likely (not definitely) result in a troubled relationship down the road.&lt;/div&gt;
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Because people are usually on their best behavior at the beginning of a relationship, some of these red flags won’t appear for awhile. According to Dr. Van Epp,&amp;nbsp;it’s usually around the three-month mark that deep-seated patterns start to manifest themselves. This delay is why he and other relationship experts recommend that you take romantic relationships nice and slow.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.1875px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/245494&quot; style=&quot;color: #666600; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams -- not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“They’re a rotten crowd’, I shouted across the lawn. ‘You’re worth the whole damn bunch put together.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promise of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the &#39;creative temperament&#39;--it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No--Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty−one that everything afterward savors of anti−climax.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;“They were careless people, Tom and Daisy- they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;―&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3190.F_Scott_Fitzgerald&quot; style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/245494&quot; style=&quot;color: #666600; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I answered:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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You keep saying there is no &quot;proof&quot; that God exists. There are many 
problems with this statement. The first obvious problem is that there 
is, indeed, abundant proof that god/gods exist. The proof? Worshipers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Helvetica,Verdana,Arial,&amp;quot;Bitstream Vera Sans&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin: 1em 0px;&quot;&gt;
Most people in human history have believed, naturally, that their was a 
creator of some kind, and they have worshiped as a result. Now, you can 
say that the God these people worshiped was not really &quot;there,&quot; or not 
really able to help them, or not actually in existence. However, the 
CONCEPT of a God, and the reality of this concept is beyond denial. So, 
you have to agree that God, at least as an abstract concept, does indeed
 exist.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Helvetica,Verdana,Arial,&amp;quot;Bitstream Vera Sans&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin: 1em 0px;&quot;&gt;
Also, some of the things that people worship are material. Sometimes men
 even worship each other. Thus, the Romans worshiped their emperors as 
gods. Now, you can say that the roman emperors were not TRULY gods, or 
true to the real concept of God. However, these were men that really 
existed and walked around on earth. So, you can&#39;t deny that they 
existed. God/gods do EXIST.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Helvetica,Verdana,Arial,&amp;quot;Bitstream Vera Sans&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin: 1em 0px;&quot;&gt;
So, the &quot;concept&quot; of God does exist. When you say, &quot;There is no God,&quot; --
 this is not true. The most you can say is that there is no God that you&lt;u&gt; personally &lt;/u&gt;acknowledge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Remember, the term &quot;God&quot; can refer to more than the existence of an 
eternal being who created all things. &quot;God,&quot; as a term, can refer to the
 one to whom we give allegiance; the one we follow; the one we obey; the
 center of our universe. Some, for example, worship money. Money is 
truly their God. Others worship power. Others worship rocks. Thus, it is
 not accurate for you to say &quot;There is no God.&quot; Clearly, many people 
worship things: even material things.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Helvetica,Verdana,Arial,&amp;quot;Bitstream Vera Sans&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin: 1em 0px;&quot;&gt;
So, you can&#39;t say, &quot;There is no proof that God exists.&quot; There is 
abundant proof that people worship something/someone. There are many, 
many, many gods, and they set themselves before our eyes daily.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #3a3a3a; font-family: Helvetica,Verdana,Arial,&amp;quot;Bitstream Vera Sans&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin: 1em 0px;&quot;&gt;
The question is NOT, therefore, &quot;is there a God?&quot; The question is, &quot;Which is the TRUE God?&quot; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I gave myself to the world&lt;br /&gt;
on a silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;
I played myself to the world,&lt;br /&gt;
like a song, on repeat, with a melody discrete,&lt;br /&gt;
but words that mean: words that matter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then, I waited on needles and pins for an answer&lt;br /&gt;
to the musicality of myself;&lt;br /&gt;
the unkind world treated me&lt;br /&gt;
like a record on a shelf:&lt;br /&gt;
out of style; scuffed with indignity.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I played myself louder;&lt;br /&gt;
they played me less and more&lt;br /&gt;
until my own song was, even to me,&lt;br /&gt;
a burdensome bore.&lt;br /&gt;
I became, even to to me, distant discography.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
CWK&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
It all began surreptitiously. You don’t know what that word
means? Well, then, I advise you to look it up. I looked it up after I wrote it,
and for the record, I just gained your attention, dear reader, surreptitiously.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Still, I’m
not gonna tell you what ‘surreptitious’ means. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I was
in grad school, I carried a dictionary around with me for a couple of years. I’d
come to find that there were many words I did not understand. Not just words in
books, but words people said. Basic words. I was ashamed of this, and hard on
myself. Inwardly, I maligned my own pedestrian erudition. Yes, you are
definitely gonna need a dictionary to read this very short story. Admit it, and just go buy
a pocket dictionary. You&#39;ll thank me later. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “He has good character, though not the erudition,” one of my professors said early in my time at grad school.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I so lacked
erudition; I did not know what erudition was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This brings
me back to the beginning, but now I am bound to ask, “Which beginning?” &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The
beginning of all things occurred when The God called forth the universe with a
simple, “Let there be.” They &lt;i&gt;will not &lt;/i&gt;tell
you that in school. The &lt;i&gt;will not &lt;/i&gt;play
this single on the radio, unless it is religious radio, but I don’t suggest
anyone reading this listen to religious radio. Too irreligious. Anyway, The God
called for the heavens and the earth, and that’s what happened in the
beginning. Every other beginning comes after that one. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, I am
not talking about &lt;i&gt;the beginning&lt;/i&gt;, but
&lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; beginning. I&#39;m not even talking about the beginning of my life, but rather the beginning of the healing.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A single
teenage mother was desperately pacing outside a hospital room. Her infant son
was sick with a high fever. She, the doctors, everyone really, had given up
hope. Then, a pastor came by and offered to pray. He had &lt;i&gt;just &lt;/i&gt;lost his father. Still, he identified with the single mother. He prayed for fervently for his own
loss. He prayed for me, and the fever broke, and I lived to write these words.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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She said hello, I play the cello,&lt;br /&gt;
I like to wear yellow,&lt;br /&gt;
and I live a crazy life,&lt;br /&gt;
always wanted to be someone&#39;s wife,&lt;br /&gt;
to be Mrs. somebody.&lt;br /&gt;
I like to go out, scream and shout,&lt;br /&gt;
but I&#39;m also a homebody.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I like to wear yellow,&lt;br /&gt;
and dance in the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;
and run through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;
I will tell you the truth here,&lt;br /&gt;
but to tell you the truth dear, &lt;br /&gt;
I am, oh, um, not so sincere.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;My
doubts turned sudden to surety:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;false
fears, to confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;Your true eyes were a cure to me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;the
past’s sickling, long hence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Affections flourished, undesigned;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;true
friendships blossomed. unelected.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;The Sun on varied virtues shined&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;like dawn on night beauty new detected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;I found goodnesses unsought: unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;Your
enchanting beauty grows upon inspection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;My feelings have grown upon reflection:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;the
logical end of your beauties reason;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;the
welcome arrest of my hearts treason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 15.555556297302246px;&quot;&gt;With all around within decay, you were my perfection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;&quot;&gt;You were my Christmas i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;n a cold, dark, season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/feeds/8142486858460731145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/2015/08/my-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default/8142486858460731145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default/8142486858460731145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/2015/08/my-christmas.html' title='My Christmas'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944505228545237358.post-7234332609984141669</id><published>2015-08-14T02:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2015-08-14T02:29:36.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The King and The Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&quot;And the king said, Is the young man Absalom well?&quot;—2 Samuel 18:29.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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And the king said, &lt;i&gt;Is the young man Absalom well?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So said he, after a brutal battle&lt;/div&gt;
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wherein many fell&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 15.555556297302246px;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;too many, yet, to tell&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 15.555556297302246px;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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at least 20,000 of his foe&#39;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;his Son&#39;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;men&lt;br /&gt;
were numbered with the fallen;&lt;/div&gt;
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these perishing, not only in the field, by blade,&lt;br /&gt;
but also in the forest, where a fearful shade&lt;br /&gt;
concealed, like coffin, the death within.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the route set in, Absalom&#39;s men&lt;br /&gt;
panicked, and flew, like frightened pigeons;&lt;br /&gt;
no more soldiers then, more children&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They plunged, in the fever of fright&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 15.546875px;&quot;&gt;—&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;just before the peace, just before daylight&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 14.44444465637207px; line-height: 15.555556297302246px;&quot;&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
into the forest in hope they might&lt;br /&gt;
escape the edge of the sword;&lt;br /&gt;
instead, they faced jaded cliffs, and bottomless caves,&lt;br /&gt;
that swallowed them, alive, like graves,&lt;br /&gt;
and barbed briers, and tangled thorns,&lt;br /&gt;
that tore their skin and stole their breath;&lt;br /&gt;
they ran from death to death.&lt;/div&gt;
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But David thought not of them;&lt;br /&gt;
or, rather, he thought more of Absalom&lt;br /&gt;
than the destinies of all men and all Kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;
His eyes rose, searched, and fell,&lt;br /&gt;
and he asked the question, like an argument,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Is Absalom well?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The father&#39;s anxious question&lt;/div&gt;
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concerned his betraying, but still beloved, son;&lt;/div&gt;
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He was a king, but in that moment,&lt;/div&gt;
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he was a Father first,&lt;br /&gt;
and he feared the worst.&lt;br /&gt;
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He did not ask, &quot;Have we won the day?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nor, &quot;How fare&#39;s Joab, the captain of my host?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nor even, &quot;How fare I?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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He asked, &quot;Is the young man safe?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Had he been a more just King,&lt;/div&gt;
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he never would have faced his son&lt;/div&gt;
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on a field of slaughter.&lt;/div&gt;
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Had he been a better Father,&lt;/div&gt;
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he never would have faced his son&lt;br /&gt;
on a field of battle.&lt;/div&gt;
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How strange: to be at war with one&#39;s own son:&lt;/div&gt;
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the heart of one&#39;s own heart;&lt;/div&gt;
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how strange to be more concerned with an enemy,&lt;/div&gt;
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than your own men;&lt;/div&gt;
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how strange that this enemy would be&lt;/div&gt;
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your own son;&lt;/div&gt;
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feelings conflicting: he chose his first love.&lt;br /&gt;
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not unlike Absalom when&lt;br /&gt;
in his boyhood he mimicked his father,&lt;br /&gt;
and played at war&lt;br /&gt;
using sticks for swords&lt;br /&gt;
like death was just another toy.&lt;br /&gt;
How little do boys dream&#39;s true life touch;&lt;br /&gt;
how sadly do a father&#39;s dreams for his boy&lt;br /&gt;
sometimes turn to dust.&lt;/div&gt;
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had &amp;nbsp;showed here more of the father than of the king—more of affection than of wisdom; and that is, doubtless, a correct criticism upon the old man&#39;s absorbing fondness. David was no doubt, in this case, weak in his excessive tenderness. But, brethren, it is much more easy for us to blame a father under such circumstances than for us quite to understand his feelings; I may add, it would be wiser to sympathize, as far as we can, than to sit in judgment upon a case which has never been our own. Perhaps if we were placed in the same position we should find it impossible to feel otherwise than he did. How many there are at this present moment who have, no doubt, other very weighty businesses, but whose one only thought just now is, &quot;Is the young man safe?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Here stands the good:&lt;br /&gt;
The Right; The Light; The Should;&lt;br /&gt;
The Love Which Is The Law.&lt;br /&gt;
Still, you demand&lt;br /&gt;
a more clear command,&lt;br /&gt;
More strength for the race, &lt;br /&gt;
More graces for grace.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You would, but you can&#39;t.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
But here is the truth absent cant:&lt;br /&gt;
The truth without slant:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You could - &lt;br /&gt;
if you would.&lt;br /&gt;
But, you dont?&lt;br /&gt;
Because... because? &lt;br /&gt;
Because, you pause:&lt;br /&gt;
You dont because you won&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You may -&lt;br /&gt;
there&#39;s a way.&lt;br /&gt;
But you stay; you delay, &lt;br /&gt;
and pray (so you say)&lt;br /&gt;
for a better time and day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The now is the how;&lt;br /&gt;
The true is to do;&lt;br /&gt;
The act is the fact.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/feeds/4299567400768359434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/2014/09/couldwouldshould.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default/4299567400768359434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5944505228545237358/posts/default/4299567400768359434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://byanocean.blogspot.com/2014/09/couldwouldshould.html' title='Could/Would/Should'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>