Often I Must Speak Otherwise Than I

There Are Limits To Power, As Those Who Put Their Hopes In A Constitution Always Discover.

Clinging To Any Form Of Conservatism Can Be Dangerous. Become Too Conservative And You Are Unprepared For Surprises. You Cannot Depend On Luck. Logic Is Blind And Often Knows Only Its Own Past. Logic Is Good For Playing Chess But Is Often Too Slow For The Needs Of Survival.

This Is The Awe-inspiring Universe Of Magic: There Are No Atoms, Only Waves And Motions All Around. Here, You Discard All Belief In Barriers To Understanding. You Put Aside Understanding Itself. This Universe Cannot Be Seen, Cannot Be Heard, Cannot Be Detected In Any Way By Fixed Perceptions. It Is The Ultimate Void Where No Preordained Screens Occur Upon Which Forms May Be Projected. You Have Only One Awareness Here—the Screen Of The Magi: Imagination! Here, You Learn What It Is To Be Human. You Are A Creator Of Order, Of Beautiful Shapes And Systems, An Organizer Of Chaos.

Balance Is What Distinguishs A People From A Mob.

We’ve Lost Something Vital, I Tell You. When We Lost It, We Lost The Ability To Make Good Decisions. We Fall Upon Decisions These Days The Way We Fall Upon An Enemy—or Wait And Wait, Which Is A Form Of Giving Up, And We Allow The Decisions Of Others To Move Us. Have We Forgotten That We Were The Ones Who Set This Current Flowing?