Tradition! As that old song goes; it is
well with me to conserve the old things we
sometimes forget to take along with us.
And thus, mo chara, am I writing in
pen, on a piece of paper, in a book
bound in leather, tied with a string, filled with
the ramblings of an unwillingly
post-modern mind, hopefully ripe for re-
volution and reform, by the Spirit,
and the freedom of His constraining will.