"Never despair . By the mercy of the  . 
 Lord, he opens the flower in the   . 
 desert if he will"

Excelsior! You will never again pray, never again repose in limitless trust - you deny it to yourself to remain halted before an ultimate wisdom, ultimate good, ultimate power, and there unharness your thoughts

And once more I’m struck by how pitiful and pointless this little container called me is, what a lame, shabby being I am. I feel like everything I’ve ever done in life has been a total waste.

First we build the tools, then they build us.

Written By Marshall McLuhan

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