Now I am exponentially optimistic, and that is not because I think everything is going to be wonderful. Want to dream about the way things were, and hold on to the way things are, which… you can’t do anyway? I know that everything is resolved by cosmic justice when the time comes, but I… as an uninformed speck of lint… on the shoelace of a nanobe… am really wondering about the form and pacing here.. In all honesty, I KNOW God is going to see to this shortly. Men of high Virtue make nothing whatever of their virtue; those of Inferior virtue cling to it [as of great value].