Patience
Patience is a virtue. It is one I largely lack except through the intervention of the Holy Spirit; my ancestors would concur and sympathise. When patience is exhausted, one can allow it to recharge or draw on the infinite supply. But in this world, the infinite supply will not easily fit the mortal frame. It is not a perfect distribution.
So, faced with magpie approaches to the work of ravens, one tends to reflect on the different shades of corvid meaning, and take pleasure in the fact that black does not distract.
So, faced with magpie approaches to the work of ravens, one tends to reflect on the different shades of corvid meaning, and take pleasure in the fact that black does not distract.
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etched with acid at 8:20:00 am
2 Comments:
uh oh. does that mean that the ravens are angry at the folly of the magpie and her random preoccupations? :(
How should a wolf presume to speak for ravens, unless the ravens speak to him?
Who do the ravens speak to? And for whom do they speak?
But a wolf has nothing to do with magpies, most people would assert.
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