Well, that used to work, anyway. Hate to tell you it doesn't work that way anymore. We are all for the most part on the same page these days, and if Sara speaks it, it is law. My job around here has always been to protect the whole. However necessary. In these times when the physical body is safe, it has become a matter of protecting the psyche. To do this, sometimes I have to be harsh to old friends, and I have to say no to people that Sara would normally have been likely to cater to.
But you know what? That is the nature of being a protector. Sometimes your shield keeps things from you that you never knew were out there anyway. Funny. Some of you will know what kind of thing I am talking about when I mention an ancient shield called a Madu. A Madu is a shield that has blades coming out of its center. That's what I am for SaraSometimes...a Madu. No stationary shield that just keeps things from hitting, but something that chops things into little pieces when need be. And something that can be used as a more active defense than a simple shield.
Anyway, those are my thoughts. Take care and stay safe. Keep your eye on the entrances and know your exit strategy.
Roni (somewhere between 25 and 90)
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