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Yet while history is forgotten and misconstrued, it is repeated, for what is life without water, which nourishes and sustains it, and what is life without wisdom, which protects and cultivates it? YET WHILE HISTORY IS FORGOTTEN AND MISCONSTRUED IT IS REPEATED FOR WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT ORDER WHICH NOURISHES AND SUSTAINS IT AND WHAT IS LIFE WITHOUT WISDOM WHICH PROTECTS AND CULTIVATES IT
and in the hope of catching the bird chases after its shadow, it is evident that he will never catch it, for when he does reach it, he will find that there is nothing there at all, only the shadow of what it was he desired. So it is with the spiritual! --Onan, Lord of the Past Chapter 1: Past and Present My name is Jehu. Most probably it sounds foreign and unfamiliar to you, devoid of the qualities of affection and personality which give character to a name. It is a harsh name, cold and inhuman, like something out of the night, an unwelcome intruder into the warmth of familiarity. It inspires no blissful memories, nor does it kindle fond feelings in the bosom of the hearer, instead the heart is hardened to it like the feathers of a duck to water, repulsing it, leaving it to run off into the ditches and by-ways of the long forgotten past, to trickle dejectedly into those stagnant ponds where so many words of wisdom are imprisoned: out of sight, out of mind, out of heart, out of history. HE MANUSCRIPT FOR THIS BOOK WAS FOUND IN A WEATHER BEATEN STONE BOX ON AN ISLAND IN THE PACIFIC OCEAN ITS CONTENTS WERE WRITTEN IN AN ANCIENT FORM OF LATIN WHICH WAS TRANSLATED AND EDITED BY JONATHAN DUN DEDICATED TO BOURNABUS AMICUS CHERTUS AIRY ECHOTA CHERNITOR A FRIEND IN NEED IS A FRIEND INDEEDPTER ONE PAST AND PRESENT MY NAME IS JEHU MOST PROBABLY IT SOUNDS FOREIGN AND UNFAMILIAR TO YOU DEVOID OF THE QUALITIES OF AFFECTION AND PERSONALITY WHICH GIVE CHARACTER TO A NAME IT IS A HARSH NAME COLD AND INHUMAN LIKE SOMETHING OUT OF A KNIGHT AN UNWELCOME INTRUDER INTO THE WARMTH OF FAMILIARITY IT INSPIRES NO BLISSFUL MEMORIES NOR DOES IT KINDLE FOND FEELINGS IN THE BOSOM OF THE HEARER INSTEAD THE HEART IS HARDENED TO IT LIKE THE FEATHERS OF A DUCK TO WATER REPULSING IT LEAVING IT TO RUN OFF INTO THE DITCHES AND BYWAYS OF THE LONG FORGOTTEN PAST TO TRICKLE DEJECTEDLY INTO THOSE STAGNANT PONDS WHERE SO MANY WORDS OF WISDOM ARE IMPRISONED OUT OF SIGHT OUT OF MIND OUT OF HEART OUT OF HISTORY
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