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In the mortal world...
We need transitional proverbs to keep us alive. That is our building structure, our 'firm' grasp on the soil. So little or so few are often choice enouch to lift it..pull the roots as they come crackling through their bounds. To manifest themselves a richer stone. To grant you a token of heavenly tonic. To wash over the rocks of forever..

Drink of me..
..and have eternal life.