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A little bit of ... countermeasure.

Yesterday at work, I discovered a card in my booth.

Our booths have a flat desk surface, and then a transparent smoked-glass piece of plastic on top of that, for easier cleanup or spiffiness or something. Underneath the plastic, someone had put a card from their church, with a quotation: "Blessed is the nation whose God is Lord," or something. Psalm 33. And the church name and website.

The other side of the card was blank.

The other side of the card wound up facing up under the smoky plastic, with "Love is the Law, Love under Will" written on it. Because, while I haven't studied that school as much as I'd need to if I were to declare myself of it, there are some very useful and good things in it.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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