Chapter Thirty One: Intermission

All the history of human life

has been a struggle betwen

wisdom and stupidity.

Philip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass

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NOTICE TO THE PUBLIC

The following is a statement written many centuries before about the good and the bad, about the darkness and the potion of truth, a discovery of an Alchemic wonder, a mysterious occurence of magic, the possibility of a miracle defined to be holy by drawing the line that separates magic with the perils of the occult, the exploitation of the voidness in corrupting the stars, by discrediting Astrology in favor of Astronomy. To be so certain with the sources of evil that delineates a thin boundary that blurs the separation of the good from the provision of materials with deeply dark properties that contaminate the thoughts of rational beings in an anomalous manner.

This is a direct appeal to reject any connection one may have with the Mages, a certain race with power that has a motive to initiate chaos in the profound search for the elusive truth. There is no argument to be presented that may refute our solemn account that reveals this suspicious activity designed to damage the prudent treatment of the balancing of interests in this land where peace in the present status quo may be assailed at any time, and without further delay.

There are many reasons to heed this warning from now on. The details of this supposed attack can never be mentioned under the pain of the impossible bond entered into in the accounts of the rich historical past, and there is quite no act available to remedy a dire situation of hopelessness. Nevertheless, this notice is issued to provide warning to the dangers of life and declare an urgent need to toil for adequate preparation.

The time to organize is now. Heed the calling of the times. A perfect order may not be possible at this poimt, but the road to the liberation of this piecemeal of land depends on the claim of those who originally owned the real estate before the feudal systems of the communal land tenure act was enacted for the governance of the efficacy of such magical lands.

The nature of such claims depends on its legality by considering the adequacy of the most true name that accounts to the presupposed ownership, and by virtue of the sufficiency of the absolute grace of its name, the title to such land and its surrounding perimeters becomes the basis for the presence of the revered fountain of sanctity.

Miracles then becomes naturally present in this land. It enables a beautiful life, which is a source of love. The dirt becomes soil, and the soil becomes arable, as if miraculously, where the trees will grow in peace and the trees will bear the sweetest fruits, unequivocably, borne out of the same important material that retains the substance of grace.

Magic then becomes very real at this point.

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