Volume 13: “If It Ain’t Bricked, Don’t Fix It”
February 1, 2011, 6:13 pm
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Within the misty half-twilight of the dream canopy, the warrior’s only weapon is wit. Here the meticulous Grand Master walks a razor’s edge. The security of experience flakes away like dried mud, and the wizened champion regains the dire cunning of youth. Oh resplendent joy! Oh flowing ambrosia! Heed this; the mind has a mind of its own. Within us all is a creator of worlds, and the scion of a prophecy older than time.


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