How miraculous it is, when a person who is a borderline criminal suddenly becomes a law abiding citizen. Things are not perfect, and we are struggling with our own attempts to be perfect in behavior, but any addition of virtue in our life, even if it be not shared by the foreign middle class, is an extra plate to our armor. The dust has not settled from our battles, and we are very hesitant to sheath our sword and pick up a book, but virtue is a siren, and a warning for all to heed. If we feel peace, how will that help our business? We don’t know, but we do know that a moral environment is a precondition for work, and though it has never come to pass that we lived in such an environment since forming our company, it is our hope that we are being buttressed currently, although, as said before, we are ready for moral attacks, even practicing them. I have never, in the twelve years that I’ve lived here, felt at home. But we will be moral, for that is what we do, letting only the grace of god decide whether we will eventually be able to work or not, or whether we continue being an entity with form but no content.
Hearken! Oh mighty Windsors! Your rule has no bounds, which is why I, a humble Arab, can cast my allegiance to you, living in a oasis of blue skies and needy cats. Your scepter might be small, but it will clink the mellowest of sounds when parrying and thrusting against the papal ferula, a debate recorded for the benefit of both sides. Yes, I am a Muslim, but my prayer stone reminds me everlastingly that I worship the earth. Your angels are the wills of steel that create an invisible mesh of regularity to a chaotic world, and though Zeus conquered the titans, Hades still spreads his mist in the hinterlands of what should be thriving and bustling megalopolises. Envy you the moon? Just name a place there, and it will be populated. Strike me with lightning, for I will eke out every little morsel of effort from your people, galvanizing them into building wonders looked back upon after millennia the way Stonehenge is looked at now, which though small now, was the peak of civilization then....
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