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Written By Nash

Sept. 19, 2017, 10:57 a.m.(3/28/1007 AR)

A wise man asked recently what I valued most, and after some thought I was forced to admit that it was freedom. One would think that this is an easy choice, that everyone longs in their heart to be free, but that's not so. Some find freedom scant solace when they deal with the consequences of others having the freedom to make terrible choices that end in tragedy.

I walked by a man in mourning, whose grief had made him lose faith. He asked what so many ask, "If the gods are good, why did they let that tragedy happen? Why does evil exist?" It is the hardest question for the Faith to answer, and I believe there is scant comfort in it. For what if the answer is that the gods -are- doing all they can? That this world, with all its flaws, with all its tragedies and heartbreaks, with all its evil and darkness... is what is left after they spend their energy fighting evil, and man is left with the freedom to act? It is not comforting, no, but it is the cost of freedom. The world, for better or for worse, is what we make it.

Written By Nash

May 6, 2017, 11:33 a.m.(5/28/1006 AR)

Today I will make a wager. I've never owned much, not as long as I've been alive, but it still seems I have some things to lose, however intangible. Hope, for example. I think today I'm willing the gamble all of it on a simple premise. If the sun rises tomorrow, it will because there are still men and women of courage and conviction. I bet that the sun rises. I bet that there are better men than I.

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